Kitty Inspired and a Poem to be Desired

Sometimes I don't know where to begin in my blog. I suppose it would be fun to discuss my crazy animals latest debacle and my newest funky craft project. But I'd also love to give a hand to poetry and write deep provoking thoughts. Today I will give my hand at the latter and throw in a kitty tale as well.


The Earth's True Samurai


O'er the tail and through perked ears my eyes do fly.
Just so the bird does lie.
Lain down on beaded grass, blue-green and azure sky.
Whispers stroke fine hairs, soft and fire kissed.
Telling tales of warm blood and plum feathered wishes.
This is the hunters time.
Pink dawn burns on in answer.
Earth rules here, the red one ever hers, samurai of elements.
Slave of the stalk, sultry lover of the midnight tainted above.
He feels her calling him.
A voice scented of wild green onions, salty slugs and brown hare.
But just so the bird still lies.
Crouched with sun sleeked muscles tight does the vassal do his duty.
And just so the bird does lie.
And just so the hunter does leap.
And just so the mother shrieks from above.
And just so the bird does die.


This was inspired by my orange tabby's latest kills. A speckled orange brown bird, large it was and last night a baby bunny. I found him cracking his brain bones on my porch. Still need to clean the guts up but the damn cat ate the whole bunny! First time I caught them actually eating one.

Much love of cats,
Anna K. Geller