“ I The Other Cat ” ~ mean find my share ~

 

On any given day

Thru jade green eyes,

This tabby silver grey

Kaspar finds a way,

To feed his lofty size,

As last of litter’s late

He’s instinct wise,

And each needy day,

He’ll ne’er hesitate

To best accommodate

His territorial play,

And will nevermore

With his regal sway,

Be but the other cat

Nor want consider aught,

Have less than a fair share,

That needs consume the lot!

                                                

                             ode to Kaspar our other Maine Coon cat..

“ The Wind ” ~ that whispers ~

 

Listen to the wind,

Softly whisper

Its chagrin,

Anxious tales

Harbouring sins

Of men for sale,

Who wile us in,

Won’t hesitate

On but a whim

To devastate,

Hid in the whispers

Of an angry wind…

 

Thus as wind wails

In mock reply,

A sadly echo

Of tortured cry,

Tells be destined

Meant soon to die,

While a final whisper

Be the wind’s good-bye!