pity the mouse
caught between two cats
pain and sorrow
pets
Coming and Going
Cat at the door
cries to go out
snow-laden wind
howling to come in
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This may not be the best haiku verse ever,
but it aptly describes the climate here today.
Wanderer
strange cat in the woods
wanders abandoned
magpies scream the news
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stray kitten peers in
cries for warm home, affection
we run from kindness
Kitten
come here kitten
on my lap — rumble away
this deep blue fog
On Tiptoe
mouse creeps on tiptoe—
don’t wake the sleeping cats!
food dish diving
Sleeping Kitten
oh, that silly kitten
curled up asleep
on my rising dough
(Yes, this did happen years ago. Sitting in a warm place, the dough must have felt soft and inviting — at least it was covered with a clean cloth. Cats can fall asleep anywhere!)
One Mouse
one mouse
caught between two cats
ah, life is cruel
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The Story of a Haiku:
We were both sitting here in the office last night
when our black Angus cat slipped into the house
through a secret passage among the bathroom pipes
bringing with him his newest toy, and joined us
for a rousing bit of fun, since the toy was alive.
We both rose out of our chairs as he dropped
his wiggling toy, who immediately sought refuge
among the piles of paper this bookkeeper keeps.
This scurrying toy intrigued Panda, our other cat
who joined in this playful game of Catch the Mouse.
I said, like dear Queen Vic, “we are not amused!”
as dear hubby and I both roused out of our chairs
And the chase was on. Said mouse was captured,
evicted to the outdoors — where Pookie was waiting.
Angus joined him; the poor mouse never had a chance.
Yes, life is cruel at the bottom of the food chain.
Come What May
tornado alert
my cat stretches in its sleep
come what may
Poetry
kitten on my knee
rumbling out its soft rhythm
the heart of poetry
Cadence
kitten in my lap
rumbling out its contentment
the cadence of trust