On with the Dance
Now they come dancing
on soft, precise paws:
the tabbies, the greys,
the two black
shadowy
just beyond sight,
glimpsed
in corners of vision
or else fully seen
with the eyes of dream
or consciously summoned
memory
brought back to life
in welcome moments,
drawn by the newcomer,
number eight
in my roster
of feline children,
furry friends, loves
of my blessed life
gathering to see
and I dare say greet
the living cat
who graces me now
with her sweet face
her intent gaze
her unique coat of sable
her dancing feet.
Written in response to Weekly Scribblings #62: Shut Up And Dance With Me at Poets and Storytellers United.
Top to bottom: Guinivere, Levi and Freya, Selene, Poppi.
Not shown: Isolde (tabby), Sam (tabby) and Ishtar (grey).
I love the huge amount of happy bursting out of this poem. I can see the paw parade in my head, the dance of souls welcoming another living heart. I bet they share secrets--perfect sunning spot, perfect hiding place, purrrfect chair where to delight in a catnap. I love this whole poem--the pictures, too--especially the joy they bring to your voice.
ReplyDeleteAn outstanding tribute! Definitely not a CATastrophe.
ReplyDeleteYour words dance to the tune of love for your pets
ReplyDeleteHappy Wednesday Rosemary
much love...
Cat-dancing, how utterly delightful!
ReplyDeleteA loving tribute to the joy and solace your feline friends have been through the years. Well said, Rosemary!
ReplyDeleteI like the thought of all your cats coming to greet the new one. Happy and cute!!
ReplyDeleteHaving pets is all to do with love and trust and doing our best to accept being part of nature and not being that proud, selfish human being that thinks the world is theirs and theirs alone.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words, though to me somewhat bittersweet. The loss of many cats for various reasons over the past six years left me feeling that once the ones that I still have are gone, I don't want any more in my life. It hurts my heart too much when they go.
ReplyDeleteSomehow we love those pets forever and ever, even after they are gone. You did good with the pictures, more than I have of mine. Poem brings memories of mine.
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The dancing of all beloved creatures goes on and on, I think, and never stops. May we have eyes to see the dancers!
ReplyDeleteI love the cat-tastic photos, Rosemary, and the thought of them ‘dancing on soft, precise paws’ and ‘just beyond sight, glimpsed in corners of vision’ – I have a few of them myself.
ReplyDeleteThis is excellent Rosemary!
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem. Your cats look so cute, adorable!
ReplyDeleteI would love to dance with your cats. They look beautiful :-)
ReplyDeleteThis warmed my heart so much. I loved the thought of all the cats taking a moment to welcome the new kid.
ReplyDeleteWhat a happy, warm poem, Rosemary. All are unique and
ReplyDeletecharming.