Tuesday, February 24, 2009

The Cat and I

The cat sat on the mat
and yes she did do that

but when she saw me sitting down
she clawed her ancient frame
upon my knee, and kneading
needle sharp through skin and flesh
expressed her love for me
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Curled up in perfect unison
both lost in thought of long ago
of what once was and never more
shall come to pass
in moonlit grove
or looking glass.

27 comments:

  1. Yes, I can almost feel the kneading claws. Very beautiful, your words and cat.

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  2. Interesting ... Greetings from Cat City Kuching :)

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  3. If my Cat could read it, I guess she'd like it as much as I do :)
    Thanks!

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  4. You have a beautiful, exotic-looking cat! Lovely words too:)

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  5. Beautiful words, Arija. I think the fondness and love you and your cat share is very special...

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  6. My cat did that very thing last night,... sharp little claws, but she was just showing her contentment and love for me,.. well, that's what I like to think! Beautiful eyes on your cat!

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  7. Lovely poem. Millie's a wise looking old soul.

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  8. Ouch and Oooh!
    I love this poem
    As much as I love you.
    Does that rhyme?
    Is it corny?
    Or just fine?

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  9. Our cat used to do that too and one of the other cats climbed on my shoulder and put her paws around my neck and started purring. The oldest cat slept between my husband and me and purred very loud.

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  10. Scarlet eyed wolves and emerald eyed cats! And a Brushtail Possum!! Such wonders to be found in this Delightful Garden!

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  11. When she is rolling on that mat in the first picture I am sure she knows just how good she looks on that colour - she is saying look at me aren't I beautiful!

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  12. What a beautiful cat, Arija! I love your poem, especially the last line.

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  13. Hi Arija - the last time I checked your blog, you had been ill. Hope you're all better.

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  14. Lovely cat and poem.
    I think all cats are the same. :)

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  15. That cat has one extremely long tail, and unusual face. Love when they love me, claws and all.
    Great prose.

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  16. WHat a pretty cat and a lovely poem! Very visual poetry!

    I blog hopped over here from Bella Sinclair's blog. I saw a comment where you told her that you tatted! So, I just wanted to say "hi". :)

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  17. Arija How Ilove when our cats knead against us..my Paisley does every night ..such a bond we have.
    Both my fur balls are asleep beside me..love your handsome black beauty! Beautiful prose that any cat lover understands!pur-Zzz
    NG and her two.

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  18. Beautiful poem and I can see and feel it all through my own cats:-)

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  19. My cats are kneaders as well, a few of them knead on my neck.
    beautiful cat

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  20. I'm in tears - this is beautiful!

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  21. What a gorgeous, sinuous, slinky cat, she is beautiful!

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  22. Oh..the kneading claws..I know it well. The cat has such an unusual face...very pretty...

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  23. Lovely old cat,still sleek and glossy. Cats just love to knead with their sharp claws, but I would rather they just sat quietly!

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  24. Lovely moment, Arija,... Like you, Your cat has Grace ....

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