Category: Month Of Poetry 2023

I honestly didn’t think I was going to write anything today, but then inspiration struck! 🤣When the cat litter lives in the ensuiteAnd it’s been a few weeksSince the cleaners were hereIt can get to the pointWhere it makes perfect senseTo break out the vacuumAnd freak out the catsRight when the household Is settling for…

I’ve tried to find a poemIt should be somewhere here I’ve searched today and last night tooBut without joy did fareI’ve delved in all the usual placesNothing loitered thereI’ve poked at lots of tender spotsWhere bruises heal and fadeI’ve looked for mirth and whimsyEven in the most mundane I’ve waited for my muse to comeShe…

I hear your sighingQuiet achingPut the kettle on to boilI hear your footsteps Slow and draggingTea pot warming over flameI see you standingLost, uncertain Scent of tea leaves fills the airI see your angerFearful, hurtingMugs, milk, sugar all are thereI can’t solve all thingsKnow no answersPot brewing steam twists risingCome sit down with meI’ll stay…

Apparently I have An abundance But reallyI’d rather No reasons For thatTo be knownAbout me

At the foot of my bed, curled up smallNot feeling well these last two daysNo zoomies, no hunt, no purrHe hasn’t been eatingOne of my cats sleepsAnd with him liesMy fearfulFragileHeart

Not todayOr tomorrow Preferably notEverNeedOverwhelming ProvisionsExceeded Nurturing OutstrippedPatienceExhaustedNopeOut of office PikingEscape

Bread toasted just enough To provide a stable structure Cheese cut thick from a proper blockNo pre-sliced nonsense allowedFire up the toaster ovenGrill on medium, not too closeWatch the toast edge carefully No blackness, not too dryThen when the cheese has meltedAnd grilled to golden brownTransfer to plate this perfect snackAnd with glee gobble down

I didn’t hit my books read goalOr finish any weavingI didn’t do my steps most daysOr hit my target sleepingI haven’t done the cleaning upOr found the missing keyI haven’t practiced learning FrenchOr walked beside the seaI couldn’t bake the gingerbread Or decorate with lolliesI couldn’t wake for midnight cheerOr any New Years folliesI wouldn’t…

There’s a cat in a boxToy mouse on the floorA dog on a cushion Licking her pawOther cats sleepPerched high in the airOr hogging a blanketLoudly they purrThe kitchen is messyWe ate well todayWe’ll clean up tomorrow Well, that’s what we sayThere’s been board gamesBut none that went for too longA fair bit of silliness…