The Cat (poem)

Somewhere buried near the terrace

He is lurking there for me

Darkened eyes of night

Emitting pail moon light

It was the cat

Imagine that


Hence I harkened to the menace

As he beckoned “Come pray see”

He brushed by near the floor

Then slammed and locked the door

It was the cat

Imagine that


With disgust I climbed a lattice

To a window near its tree

What face awaited there

Demonic was his glare

It was the cat

Imagine that


Through the window into my place

Hapless thought, I now stood free

For there atop my stairs

To end my life’s affairs

It was the…

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grand old lady 14 months ago from Philippines

This is a lovely poem. I imagine it as a children's story, children will surely love the rhythm and the story of the cat and the humor of the man who owns the house.

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MsDora 14 months ago from The Caribbean

Liked the rhymes and the playful form.

Victoria Lynn 14 months ago

Oh, I love the rhythm, the tale that is told--anything about cats! Love it!

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Gypsy Rose Lee 14 months ago from Riga, Latvia

Most creative poetry. I shall read this to Sid as he sits beside me purring.

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