my old cat
sits on the top step –
no longer
his sister
crosses the lawn –
memory
my new cat
waits inside the door –
greets me gladly
I wipe the tears and go in –
smile as she comes to meet me
Another haiku sonnet. I'm linking it to Poets United's Poetry Pantry $324
Another haiku sonnet. I'm linking it to Poets United's Poetry Pantry $324
Oh this makes me cry, too.....love, loss, memory and the present. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteOne wonders how little creatures can think on their own and make it nice for us!
ReplyDeleteHank
I so Relate! Three dogs greet me, and I still miss the one who's gone.
ReplyDeleteI had just such a deja vu recently.
ReplyDeleteReally so sad, Rosemary. I have lost dogs that I loved before...but these three I have now re special; and I want them to live forever. I will be sad when one of them passes.
ReplyDeleteEach pet creates a sense of home in their own unique way - isn't that magic! I love your tender words..
ReplyDeleteThis is so poignant..💖 a beautiful blend of love, loss, memory and longing. 💖
ReplyDeleteThat's so sad... hope the new cat keeps you smiling.
ReplyDeleteThe first haiku made my heart sink all the way to my toes...
ReplyDeleteThe loss of loved ones is always heart wrenching. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteI think your old cats never really leave do they? A wonderful write.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great glimpse into a homecoming. So vivid and memorable.
ReplyDeleteoh the transition of pets - this is real
ReplyDeleteI think we cannot replace the loss, but we can learn to love a new life that enters our world.
ReplyDeleteI like the transition of memory, bitter sweet, to present and warm. Most enjoyable read.
ReplyDeleteI still miss our dog from many years ago who took me for walks and showed me his favorite places, what he liked to see, where he swam in the creek and the stinking treasure he could find! Best of all was the grin on his face because I was his mate.
ReplyDeleteThose beloved pets, that are no longer with us, do leave little spirit-shadows in our home. We pass their favorite "spots": on a top step, beside the front door, or in front of the fire place ... and we almost expect to see them there. There is always a tinge of sadness with each reminder that they are gone.
ReplyDeleteHmmmm............... :(
ReplyDeleteZQ
Each pet has its own unique way of letting us know we are home,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
mourning the old, welcoming the new. Sweetly sad juxtapositioning
ReplyDeleteVery touching. Sweet.
ReplyDeleteMy heart is touched, you make me long for my friend Beau, a beautiful gentleman, and wonder friend.
ReplyDeleteOld cat, new cat, your cat, my cat---we never know whether they will come or go. And maybe that's a good thing. We can just take one subtle paw print at a time...
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