The Cat

I am the cat,
lying on the rug,
enjoying the caress
of the hands of poetry
smiling as I purred softly
" Love me more, my Sweet."

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: singapore, SGP

Favorite Poets: Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Sarojini Naidu and friends in Neopoet.

Comments

lonlyhrtsclub13

11 years 4 months ago

I

Love this....it is short, elegant and meaningful. Cats are very special creatures to me. I enjoyed this simple poemIimmensely.

alidzain

11 years 4 months ago

LOL

PoemIimmensely? Now this is the first time I hear this word. Thanks for visiting and for the comment. I used to have a few cats at home. Those were the good old days....

Alid

lonlyhrtsclub13

11 years 4 months ago

lol

Got to love my not so smart phone....didnt even realize it messed up....lol

Rula

11 years 4 months ago

I'm not

Fond of cats but I like the idea.
The ending is a bit mmm... a bit flowery, but I can't think of something to suggest. May be removing either "love" or" lovely" .

alidzain

11 years 4 months ago

Hi Rula

just asking, what kind of animals that you like? Anyway, I've changed "Lovely" to "Sweet"

Alid

Rula

11 years 4 months ago

only

Canaries I'd keep as pets.

raj

11 years 4 months ago

nicely done Alif

I tried to create a version 2 without using the word "Cat" ...to see if it creates the image of a Cat ...sort of a practice for Stan's imagery workshop

Donning a fur coat
lazing on the rug
licking my paws
brooding like a mug.

With feline instincts
I pricked at the footsteps,
surely my master
was at the door step.

Like a ball of wool
I rolled on the floor,
purring and mewing
at each gentle stroke

With my master back
my muse got sweet
so too my mews
with poetic ease