The Inkwell#Salford #Birds #Blue #Skies
24th May 2020
Swiftly flying through the blue
a whole host of feathered friends
lift their wings and soar through the air
for while the humans stay indoors
only the odd cat need be looked out for as they
roll about and enjoy the summer air
dancing around the tree tops and saying hello through the windows
Salford, Monday 4th May
It’s early morning, as i rise
and the street is busy to my surprise
for waking up the chorus (Dawn)
a pussy cat, a little forlorn
He’d spent his time, with his pals last night
playing around under the street lights
but now Ra is up, it has to be said
this furry old cat wants in for his bed
His stomach is full, thanks to a friend on the street
corned beef from a can – a most tasty treat
but his thoughts turned to breakfast, as on street he did play
so off to the garden , he began to make way
And up is his owner, so he’s through the back door
and slowly he goes off to his bed on the floor
so while humans are out, with meetings they keep
our furry old pussycat, is in bed, sound asleep
#writeclub #sentry #cat
Sat outside the house
expectations – minimal
No – one is going to get past this clever cat
they will get an awful shock if they try from those
really pristine clipped claws
you think he’s a house cat – he’s more of a tiger!
Salford, 23rd October 2019
#Octpowrimo #cat #Memories
They called you crazy – but you were quite a character,
king of the garden and the dining room floor
ignoring the cat food – for sardines or cod
and eating fish batter – which I found rather odd
got into a fuss if little ones picked you up
but clawed for attention – worse than a pup
playing with wool balls – attending your brain
then jumping out th’window – into spring rain
You didn’t like little uns pulling your tail
but would destroy others dinners beyond the pail
dashing to your sleep spot and blanket to hide
hoping you wouldn’t be hurled outside
Sat watching telly – on the rug in the house
occasionally playing with your catnip mouse
flicking your tail, when you wanted a feed
and hiding under the sofa when you did a bad deed
A five line response to the picture provided for the prompt by Patricia’s Place @ https://patriciasplace.me/
perfectly pampered puddytat
ponders whats for tea
perhaps chicken or pork, or maybe – beef ?
his belief – but today his wish
is a big plate of fish
#fowc #duplicate
It’s like someone had put your cat
into the photocopier
for where there was one cat
looking for his lunch
there now was another
#Fowc #Kitchen #Spill
Some say “You can’t cry over spilt milk”
put into context – when that milk
is in a chocolate pudding – and its
landed on the kitchen floor – tears will flow as
lapping it up – instead of you – is your pet pussycat
#fowc #fandango #curious #cat #kitten #wool
Curiosity might be what killed the cat, but
up halfway on the stairwell
rolling about in grandma’s knitting
is a furry little fellow
on a hunt for the big woollen ball
up high of the pyramid
sat in the basket
8th May 2019
#fowc #Definition #Meaning
Taken into consideration – what’s in a word
I mean – who came up with the
great idea to classify the indian pussy cat – a tiger
everybody knows he’s not your domestic tabby
reality is they cobbled together every cat – big or small – and gave them names
The deceased lay prone
Where it sent a message from beyond the skirting board
Everyone was surprised to find feathers,
Expecting to see a more furry resident in the gap
The only question…how did it get there?
In the corner, el gato sat innocent
Not saying a word, the
Goldfish kept a nervous silence
#fowc #corpse #inkdropk
