Turncoat

(An old poem about an old moggie, long gone)

This fickle creature nudges me

and weaves between my walking feet.

It's not for love he acts this way,

he prompts me as it's time to eat.

Attempts to sit him on my knee

so I can stroke his thick black fur

have failed. My feline won't respond,

he will not sleep or gently purr.

Not my black cat, there's none of that.

Not all indoors are kept exempt,

It's me he keeps his distance from,

It's me he serves with such contempt.

It does appear his mind is set.

My pet is stubborn, I take heed.

From him I can't expect a thing,

from me, at least he'll get his feeds.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

such a sense of humor Christine ... all cat owners relate ... they are remarkable in their aloofness if nothing else ... so moggie or not ... they are special ... growing up we had two cats .. one at a time .. no pedigree but you would think so by the attitude .. a funny thing .. they both had 7 toes on each front paw and 6 on each back .. the first was a calico and the second was the color of a pile of autumn leaves in upstate NY ... they both also were long haired and ferocious with one sweep of those mitts they could rake the nose of the largest of dog breeds ...all of V1 and L3&4 V3 really tickle me ... we never forget our pets do we .. no matter the distance ;)
E.
ps. perfect time for a black cat poem ... well done says i!

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Mr E. I do appreciate that you noticed the humour in this, I do try and get a flavour of humour into some of my poems, so when it is noticed that makes me happy. Of course we love our cats, aloof and selfish or not. They are all part of the family. An old poem, so sadly our sooty no longer around. But his memory is. Many thank yous.

Chris

[Einstein Noodle]

awwwwwww i'm sorry :( they are integral to life itself says i! ;) whether cat or dog person ... peace and love to you Christine

[Chris Shaw]

Been gone a long time now. Lost another more recently, but you can't help thinking about them, they are family. Peace and love to you too my friend.

Chris

[Onlyme]

Oh dear Chris, sounds like your cat was a right little character. I must admit. We had a cat like that when I was younger. Tina. Actually called Argentina after a Scotland and Argentina football game that was on television at the time we got her. Shows how long ago that was. She was like your cat above. You would not dare pet her. Or cuddle her. She was her own boss. And we all knew this. With much respect from afar. My mother was the only one who could pick her up and cuddle her and she would follow my mother to the local shops and back again with her tail held high above her body. She was quite a cat-like yours. Great reminders. Thanks Chris. Enjoyed it a whole lot your poem.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Dawn. They certainly have their favourites and ignore the rest. Fickle little creatures. I still love am though. Nice to hear your story.

Chris

[Vivian Gospel]

Your awesome chrisie dear. My niece lost her peacoat today. Dont tell her I hid it.

[Chris Shaw]

Well thank you Vivian. I am left pondering on peacoat. That wouldn't be a moggie would it?
read moreWell thank you Vivian. I am left pondering on peacoat. That wouldn't be a moggie would it?

Chris

[Vivian Gospel]

Balls! Writerscage cut your comment short and i am out of rolling paper.

[john l smith]

Cute!
I have never been an upholstery shredding, bird eating cat lover, but we did have one big old affectionate tom who I do miss
Inside the house he was a 'puddy tat' but outside, a killer
John

[Chris Shaw]

Ah the downside of cats:) I can't deny their puddytat one minute, killer the next. That big old affectionate tom? Of course you miss him. Thank you John.

Chris