I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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4 November 2016

Small Cat Every Morning

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'.


  1. Lovely word picture, exactly as cats do it

  2. Oh my! So much imagination in this dream

    1. Well, really its observation of reality. (Smile.)

  3. So sweet! Small cat, discovering spring!

  4. Very nicely done, Rosemary. i always enjoy poems which feature your cat.

  5. Nicely done. Cats are very wise.
    Kind regards
    Anna :o]

  6. 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.

  7. Enjoyed this so much
    Happy you dropped in to read mine

    much love...

  8. fresh and endearing tale!