The Cat Attack

Like the inquisitive cat that paws,

the string, dangling in a subtle breeze

I scratch at the dangling warmth of spring

that comes again, to stir and tease


It comes floating like a feather

swated and tossed by a playful claw

eratic flight, lifting, falling, without direction,

spring decends, then goes, momentary awe


you are like the feather, looking for a cat?

falling, rising, dwifting where you please

am I your cat, here to watch my feather drift away?

does the clever cat ever really tire of tease?


It feigns retreat, to simply launch a new attack

do not mistake, sweet calculating spring,

I am not so different than the cat

you may yank from leap, the teasing string


but know your game of tease and flirt

takes two to make complete

and every flirt that tempts the cat

in the end, the cat will eat.




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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS

What a sly and playful metaphor. Beware, Spring! But, alas, oh cat who thinks he does, she has the say like the dangler of the string, - to withdraw the string, go away and play no more, returning as Summer, not teasing.


Rebecca 4 years ago

Love cats. Love the poem. Love the metaphor.


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

Good morning Nellienna! 51 degrees yesterday with a 20 mph wind. fell into the 20's last night and we have frost this morning. My garden is cold and confused. It is to continue today. No rain, just clod and windy.


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

Thanks Rebecca for your visit. The comment is appreciated.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS

Aha - so Spring withdrew the string! 20s is c-o-l-d. I'll bet your garden is upset. I'm sad for them. Hope those roots are sturdy and steady!

Here, we have a respite from the 90s in progress; - tail-end of that same cold front, probably. It's reaching only into the 70s and 80s, with nice nightimes in the 50s and 60s. The lovely thing is that it's lingering - at least through Mother's Day!

Our 'late frosts' in March can wreck havoc on fruit trees and flowers which have taken the warmth to heart. Sometimes it is severe enough to squelch that year's fruit crops. My japonica which usually blooms when it's far from warm - late January and during February - has been severely enough frozen with one of our freaky snow and ice storms later than usual to lose it's lovely coral colored blossoms, though they're ok with some snow on them usually. But even if they are damaged, the bushes will usually put out more after the cold subsides,- provided it's not getting TOO warm! Japonica likes it on the chilly side.


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

Unfamiliar with japonica, but, if you like them, then so do I.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS

Aw, thank you. I believe you would like them for themselves, Alan! If you'd like to glimpse my japonica (I can never resist featuring them when they bloom each February!) - these are the 2011 and 2012 featurings - my hubs:

http://hubpages.com/literature/LOVE-AND-GLORY

http://hubpages.com/literature/BRINGING-SPRING


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

I will go and find them.(:


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rahul0324 4 years ago from Gurgaon, India

The clever cat never tires out of tease :)

Wonderful poetry and indeed a playful metaphor

Nice poetry!


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

rahul, thanks for reading and for your kind comment. I am glad you enjoyed my little cat.


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sgbrown 4 years ago from Southern Oklahoma

Wonderful poem, I love the rhyme and the metaphor!


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

sgbrown, thank you for visiting the cat and I.


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Vellur 4 years ago from Dubai

Wonderful poem, enjoyed reading.


arb profile image

arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

Vellur, Thank you. When you enjoy reading, I enjoy writing.


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unknown spy 4 years ago from Neverland - where children never grow up.

Very lovely poem you have here Arb :) Thank you for sharing!


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

Thank you unknown spy! And the unknown cat thanks you too.


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Genna East 4 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

I picked up the same metaphor as Nellieanna; I was grateful to read her comment as I thought I was the only one and therefore, wrong. (Thank you, Nellieanna.) :-)

Delights abound in this disarming poem that tickles the senses and the mind. I loved this.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS

Thank YOU, Genna - I must confess that it never occurred to me that it might be a wrong interpretation. I seem to feel there are no wrong interpretations of metaphors. We see what we see in them, as the poet is surely pleased to allow or welcome. If it happens to align with the intention, all the more pleasure! Now I'm the happier to know that you and I did see it the same! Perhaps we hit pay-dirt, which would be glorious! :-)


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

Hello Genna! I am glad that you liked the playful cat. He or she (whatever you like) has taught me much of spring, which comes and goes with changing days. If my favorite poets missed my metaphor I would have deleted this and started over. Thanks, Genna for the visit.


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htodd 4 years ago from United States

The cat looks awesome..How can she attack??


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

She is wearing a disguise! Thanks so much for stopping by. I probably should look for an angry cat, but, playful was my real intent.


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mollymeadows 4 years ago from The Shire

This is a clever delight. I loved it.


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

My cat is exceptionally clever. Thanks so much.


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Victoria Lynn 4 years ago from Arkansas, USA

Delightfully sweet and clever. Is that a picture of your own cat? Loved this one!


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

Hi Victoria! No. I went to the humane society and claimed it was mine. When I was through I took it back to exchange it for a dog I need for another hub! Now you know why I haven't writen anything requiring an aligator!

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