No Cat’s Life For Me
Early summer morning light
brush of breeze white
cloud trail across soothe of blue
frog croak birdsong wind chime
ting tong
Porch time Adirondack slouch
Kitty jumps onto my lap she loves
this calm so effortless for her purrs
her approval falls asleep Nirvana
doesn’t last I get restless let
the sin of wasted time shake its finger
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Love the last line, title,and empty spaces between phrases. I’ve been feeling the same tension.
Thanks Gaby! Cats know the secret of true relaxation!
Nice one Kathleen! Wasted time is a sin – relaxing is a necessity – reviving.
I know, I know! Just hard to do sometimes!
Kathleen – Nice use of white space for that friction – love “ting tong.” The last line is a killer! I know we all feel that finger wagging at us at some time or other. Hard to ignore! Beautiful poem.
You will know you have taken the leap into another stage of aging when at long last, you don’t give a darn about that wagging finger.
Love your poem.
Bruce
Love “Adirondack slouch” … and the last line. I’m there with you … Really nice poem!
Vivid images. I felt every one and the finger-shaking by “wasted time” was great. The reader knows exactly what you mean.
So nice to hear from all of you! Thank you for your encouragement!!