Small cat goes every morning
to examine the tranquil garden:
around, behind, underneath the leaves,
down paths and into corners.
To examine the tranquil garden
needs close inspection, and takes time.
She returns often to my chair, for pats.
Around, behind, underneath the leaves
she may discover new gardenia buds
or lizards. She looks back at me, to say, 'See!'
Down paths and into corners
I watch her explore with nose and alert ears.
She likes to make sure it's safe for her and me.
A trimeric, the latest Poetic Asides challenge.
Linking to the Tuesday Platform for 8 Nov. 2016 at 'imaginary garden with real toads'.
Lovely word picture, exactly as cats do it
ReplyDeleteOh my! So much imagination in this dream
ReplyDeleteWell, really its observation of reality. (Smile.)
DeleteSo sweet! Small cat, discovering spring!
ReplyDeleteVery nicely done, Rosemary. i always enjoy poems which feature your cat.
ReplyDeleteNicely done. Cats are very wise.
ReplyDeleteKind regards
Anna :o]
If I had to be a cat or a dog, I'd choose cat. They are such thoughtful, curious, dignified creatures and yours sits like a queen.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this so much
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped in to read mine
much love...
fresh and endearing tale!
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Absolutely delightful!!❤️
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