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kate and pansy
think about taking over the world
but instead decide to take another drink
Monday, November 22, 2004

I didn't write it (I deal more in political limericks). But I am quite taken with cat haiku
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The food in my bowl
Is old, and more to the point
Contains no tuna.
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So you want to play.
Will I claw at dancing string?
Your ankle's closer.
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There's no dignity
In being sick - which is why
I don't tell you where. ----
****
Seeking solitude
I am locked in the closet.
For once I need you.
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Tiny can, dumped in
Plastic bowl. Presentation,
One star; service: none. ----
****
Am I in your way?
You seem to have it backwards:
This pillow's taken.
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Your mouth is moving;
Up and down, emitting noise.
I've lost interest.
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The dog wags his tail,
Seeking approval. See mine?
Different message. ----
****
My brain: walnut-sized.
Yours: largest among primates.
Yet, who leaves for work?
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Most problems can be Ignored.
The more difficult
Ones can be slept through.
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Cats can't steal the breath
Of children. But if my tail's
Pulled again, I'll learn.
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I don't mind being
Teased, any more than you mind
A skin graft or two. ----
****
So you call this thing
Your "cat carrier." I call
These my "blades of death."
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Toy mice, dancing yarn
Meowing sounds.
I'm convinced: You're an idiot.
(author unknown)

posted at 8:43 AM

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Just like the state of nature, nasty, brutish and short...I was always fond of the nickname 'Craxi'...Sometimes I cook, sometimes I tend bar, sometimes I even knit. Mostly I try not to read the plethora of government publications that cross my desk and write one page summaries.
favorite food: lobster. ben and jerry's ice cream
favorite show: CSI
favorite drink: grey goose vodka (with ice, it doesn't need anything else)
age: far older than I like to admit/contemplate



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