Written for: dVerse Poets Pub – Poetics: On All Things Feline (posted by Anmol)
Your prompt for today is to consider the nature, lives, times, et al. of our feline friends/enemies/gods/children. You don’t have to write about the cats if you don’t want to do that, but rather imbibe the cat-spirit in your poems.
‘I meant,’ said Ipslore bitterly, ‘what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?’ Death thought about it. ‘Cats,’ he said eventually. ‘Cats are nice.’
— Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
If that is my dinner
I prefer eating out
where the lights are dimmer.
Until then, I shall pout.
I decide when to sit on your lap;
Please do not pick me up.
Our communication has a gap,
you confuse me with a pup.
All in all, I enjoy being stroked
especially behind my ears.
I purr except when I am poked
by children who should not be here.
You know those tiny cat treats?
Well you never give me enough.
Gravy is a must on my chicken meat,
after all, I’m a cute ball of fluff.