poetry: not my cat


wandering quietly into morning sun
fluffy-puffed tail held high
he jumps, greeting my hand—
dear old stranger/neighbor cat

friends, I suppose, two strays
looking simply for some comfort
purring for a brief moment
before saying goodbye once more

Note: I’m accepting a challenge to write thirty short poems (not in a row, just as they come). I’m defining short as no more than two stanzas. I was inspired by the beautiful work of my friend Neil—check out his incredible 30 poems. I’m also inspired by sceadugenga who always amazes me with his genius brevity. Feel free to join the challenge if you like.

Edited: A brilliant poet, David, mentioned to me that stanzas can be very long and he’s correct. I’ve changed the guidelines to be under 60 words instead of two stanzas. I think word count is an excellent way to measure these tiny/short/micro/baby poems. Thanks!

48 thoughts on “poetry: not my cat

  1. You got a great photo of the cat! I enjoyed your poem. You must be a kind soul for a stray to rise up to your hand. The strays around here run away when I come near, even with a dish of food.

    Thanks for the links. I always love to find new poets to read – especially those who enjoy micropoetry. Hope you have a lovely day.

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    • I’ve always had cats find me, although I’ve never owned one because someone in my family has always been allergic. I’m so grateful for my wild cat friends.

      You’ll love both those poets, they are both so talented. I hope you have a wonderful day too 🙂

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  2. Well look at you… or I mean, cat. All focus specific, like last time wasn’t it? The focus play here really makes the “cat” be the center of attention. And best of your neighbors I’ve seen. (I’m jealous too) Good luck with your 30’s project. Don’t fuss much the precise form. You look. You’ll know if it’s the right, what you want. Form is meant to be slave to us, not the other way around. 🙂

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    • Thank you Neil for the encouragement and the kind words. I’m going to try hard to not fuss too much and see where the words take me. It will be a fun experiment to see what happens when I let go a bit more.

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  3. Beautiful poem!

    A few years ago my husband heard a sound coming from the treeline behind his office. It was a large group of ferel kittens who had recently been born, so he rescued them along with their Mom. He ended up in urgent care for the rest of the day waiting for his rabies shots! Mothers are fierce protectors!

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  4. This is such an enchanting poem, Bridgette. I love the lines that say, “Friends, I suppose, two strays looking simply for some comfort.” It makes such sense to me. Cats are gorgeous in my eyes, and I know they are in your eyes, too. I think you’re very brave in taking on this challenge – 30 poems, all short. I admire your talent – I’m hopeless at writing anything short, as I have a tendency to ramble on! Good luck with it, and I’m looking forward to reading all those poems. Much love to you, as always. Xx 🌷💞

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    • You always brighten my day with your comments, Ellie. The stray cat line is my favorite too. I’ve always had cats find me and I’m grateful for them when they do. I’m excited to see where writing these short poems takes me! Much love flowing back to you!❤️

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