We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage / And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, / We Poets of the proud old lineage / Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why ... (James Elroy Flecker)

22.4.21

You Talk to Me

 You Talk to Me

But I don’t understand.

I’ve given you a cuddle –

which you didn’t want for long.

I’ve fed you – twice already

today, and you ate well, so

that doesn’t seem to be

the problem. You’ve got 

your cat grass and you’ve had

your daily Dental Treat. 

I even got in a quick brush 

of your fine, floaty fur, before 

you walked out from under.


We had a spell on my bed

at your strident insistence.

I thought I’d got it right

when you nestled half an hour

between my legs – but no, that

palled too. Did you even purr?

Before that we had a play

with one of your dangly toys.

I half-hid it behind the leg 

of a chair, so you could stalk it 

and creep up and pounce. But

once you’d caught it – enough.


Dear little thing, you are not

the master of body language

your predecessor was, nor

do you seem to possess

her telepathic genius. She

seldom miaowed, hadn’t been

socialised young with humans,

but she learnt to make her point.

You, on the other hand,

have a very loud miaow and

you clearly expect it to do

everything. (Am I just dumb?)


Ah no, there it is: the scratching

at the kitty litter to cover what

you’ve dropped at last, to your

great relief. I should know 

by now, those regular complaints

around this time indicate

discomfort of the bowels.

I don’t know what you expect

me to do about it. I know you think 

I’m your servant, and I do my best, 

but some things, my dear pampered 

princess, you must manage yourself.







 
















Prompt 21 from Poetic Asides for April 2021 is a '— me' poem, making that (whatever it is) the title.


Sharing with Poets and Storytellers United via Writers' Pantry #70on 16 May  – by which time Poppi-cat and I have progressed to much greater understanding, trust and affection. Which perhaps means she now has me better trained.



26 comments:

  1. I love this.
    Gave me some ideas for my cat. I love the expression on her face.
    Dear pampered princess.

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  2. Just get a load of the look on her face! At the moment she didn't seem to rate you very high! They can be that way (I have three), but not dogs. We never do wrong in a dog's eyes. Cats tell the truth.

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    1. Yes, she found me a bit recalcitrant at first, but luckily I learned fast. You are so right about dogs and cats.

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  3. Ha! I love that picture. The look on her face suggests that she read this poem all the way to the end, and she is not amused. And your closing note made me giggle. I'm glad you guys are in a better place.

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    1. Never in a really bad place, I'm happy to say – but I did require a bit of educating. She rewards me with great affection – she knows how to train humans.

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  4. What a delightful poem, Rosemary, and such a familiar scenario. Both our cats make noises, mostly when they want something, but Mojo is a proper little chatty cat. When I open the door to let her in, she makes little noises that say, ‘Hi! It’s me. I’m back.’ If my husband opens the door, she rushes past him and comes to find me to do the same thing! As far as the cat brush goes, Luna hates it and Mojo loves it – she is a much more tactile cat, and she sleeps on my hip at night. I love the photo - she has such a look on her beautiful face!

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  5. Yes, cats do consider themselves more civilised that we are and expect food service and comfort wherever and whenever they please....then sit on you go to sleep and expect you to pander to them tomorrow as well!

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    1. And cat owners like me are often so besotted they acquiesce.

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  6. i like this poem.
    dear pampered princess!!
    perhaps cats think they are the masters of the universe. :)

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  7. Lovely cat story Rosemary. Happy you dropped by my blog today

    Much💚love

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  8. Rosemary, I am calling this "Ode to a Housecat".
    I have called myself "A Cat Whisperer".
    https://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2007/04/cat-whisperer-and-cat-in-window.html?m=1
    Adi, my Beagle Buddy, died in 2012
    Amber, daughter Karen's OLD cat who lived with us while she worked in London, U.K. for five years. Amber died in 2014, before Karen returned. She also had given us Adi for other reasons.
    Again, I like your poem so very much, it is sooo complete. I will print it out, roll it up, and tie it with a ribbon to the urn holding Amber's ashes.

    ..

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    1. I have also had some very dear and wonderful dogs, though I have even more affinity with cats. Love your cat whisperer blog post! I am with you about training with love. Very few rules here, but Poppi is not allowed on dining table or kitchen benches, for hygiene reasons. She understood quickly just from being firmly removed, and frowned at ferociously, when she tried it. (As she is deaf, a stern voice doesn't work.)

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  9. Almost like having a child to care for. I don't speak cat very well.

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    1. It certainly needs a comparable measure of responsibility and conscientiousness, and being highly aware of their needs. My late husband Andrew and I used to refer to Levi and Freya (whom we had from kittens into their and our old age) as 'the children'.

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  10. Ah pampered little one--yes, you must take care of this business on your own--I loved this and can so relate!

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    1. In general it's a good thing that she comes and tells me when something doesn't feel right with her.

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  11. Oh, that look on your kitty's face says so much. I have two talkative cats that seem to have the same tone for everything.

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    1. Yes, Poppi also has the same tone for everything. She doesn't have a 'hello' or 'good morning' vocalisation; she says that with sparkling eyes and energetic bounding about.

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  12. What an adorable tiger look! I'm more of a dog lover, but when I realized that my son prefers cats, I tried to learn cattitude, and I'm loving it so far.

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    1. I read a great book which reminds us that cats are still essentially wild animals. Humans domesticated dogs to help with hunting, but cats domesticated themselves after humans became agricultural and our crops attracted their food source: rats and mice. It makes a lot of sense to me, considering their different attitudes to us. Dogs want to help us; cats want us to help them. Fortunately, both can be very loving.

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  13. Aha! Lovely bond with the little thing. Nice.

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    1. Yes, it is really, and gets better all the time.

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