The Cat


Its the dead of night
The cat creeps around
It stays out of sight
In the dark room it can't be found
It sees it's victim
And starts to stalk its prey
The cat still stays hidden
And hidden it will stay
The cat waits patiently untill the time is right
Its prey stays still, currently unaware of its fate
The cat pounces, theres not much of a fight
Before its victim could react it was already too late.
The cat scurries out of the room
The damage has been done
The victim has met its doom
Its now time for morning to come.
I awake, unaware of the cats activities
I slowly get dressed, I'm still a bit sleepy
I go down stairs for the morning festivities
And thats when the cats actions start to hit me.
The cat looks at me as if it could do no wrong
As the results of its actions start to creep up my nose
The cat runs away as I recognise the smell
the bloody thing crapped all on my clothes
And now the story is over- please share my pain
As even though the smell and the stain has gone
The result remains the same
Its Humans- Nil, Cats- One!
So its time to act, we must do something
Or in this war of attrition, the cats will win.

Hi Cayn,
I really like this piece I was worried as I like cats and thought it was going to go down the route of cats being evil - but I'm glad it didn't.
It's very good - a conscise story which can be difficult to achieve, but mostly I like the use of rhyme and the rhythm it gives to the poem - especially the internal rhyme spaced throughout.
thanks for sharing.
much love
xx

Baaad ass cat. I really don't like anything feline at all, cats are one of the few animals I don't feel any bonhomie towards. I don't like what they do. Your poem confirms my suspicion about them and, as always, you have such a beguiling and humerous touch it is disarming. There's a cat poem I think you would like enormously by Christopher Smart called 'For I Will Consider My Cat Jeoffrey.' I'll see if I can find a copy and post it.

Hi Cayn and Moxy,
Given my comments about liking cats - I thought I'd tell you my little story about my cat, as you know I've been reading Harry Potter and this last book is very dark - well anyway I got out of the bath to come down stairs and get a drink and my landing light had popped so I'm walking down my very steep stairs in the dark with slippery wet feet when bang I stand on a cat whose decided to lay sprawled out on the step needless to say she darts out from under my foot and I had to hold on very tight to the rail so as not to fall and break my neck at the bottom and apart from the fact she nearly gave me a bloody heart attack - I think I might have to review my position on cats.lol
xxx

http://www.opticalbusstop.com/Stories/ImagineThat.htm

And that's all I've got to say about that!

A Daftie,
Thank you so much for that link I've just listened to Hosepipe Man - if it's Nat doing the backing it's brilliant and so to is the music and the lyrics - I'm crying with laughter - please perform that for me at the Christmas riders!

Thank you to everyone who is involved or part of Write Out Loud - I finally belong.

I feel like I have been adopted by the most dys'fun'ctional family that ever existed. lol

love and laughter to you all.

Hello Maggie, A.Daftie, Cayn an' All 'n' All,

Custard coloured suits are prohibited on red trains. Trans MOG rification is not allowed, oh bagpipe man -- Malvolio in yellow hose oh harrytrainspotter. Oh. Where are the sheep? Does the train jump over the hedges as the commuters count their way down into slumber? You have all cheered me up. Bring on the Alice band!

Moxy if you get the Alice band can I have the boy who was wearing it especially if it is none other than Mr Bex himself?

xxx

Unfortunatly, the poem is a true story, was one of my best shirts too!

Oh flipping heck. Yes, cats, eh?

The reason I don't like them is that one sneaked into our home and killed our budgie, goldfish and baby rabbit -- bit the paws off the rabbit, actually. Oh, and it upset (and killed) my son's much loved and well-established community of sea monkeys.

Baaaaaaad cat.

Nah, I still love cats, thats a bit odd coming from a soposed punk-rock poet ha ha!
Strangley enough I have a next door neighbour who when he was younger, snook into myhouse and illed one of my budgies and a hamster, never had sea monkeys though, once upon time I had a crab in a tropical fish tank.
Thats just the one crab before the rude jokes come into play though!