Login
|
Join PoetrySoup
Home
Submit Poems
Login
Sign Up
Member Home
My Poems
My Quotes
My Profile & Settings
My Inboxes
My Outboxes
Soup Mail
Contest Results/Status
Contests
Poems
Poets
Famous Poems
Famous Poets
Dictionary
Types of Poems
Quotes
Short Stories
Articles
Forum
Blogs
Poem of the Day
New Poems
Resources
Syllable Counter
Anthology
Grammar Check
Greeting Card Maker
Classifieds
Member Area
Member Home
My Profile and Settings
My Poems
My Quotes
My Short Stories
My Articles
My Comments Inboxes
My Comments Outboxes
Soup Mail
Poetry Contests
Contest Results/Status
Followers
Poems of Poets I Follow
Friend Builder
Soup Social
Poetry Forum
New/Upcoming Features
The Wall
Soup Facebook Page
Who is Online
Link to Us
Member Poems
Poems - Top 100 New
Poems - Top 100 All-Time
Poems - Best
Poems - by Topic
Poems - New (All)
Poems - New (PM)
Poems - New by Poet
Poems - Random
Poems - Read
Poems - Unread
Member Poets
Poets - Best New
Poets - New
Poets - Top 100 Most Poems
Poets - Top 100 Most Poems Recent
Poets - Top 100 Community
Poets - Top 100 Contest
Famous Poems
Famous Poems - African American
Famous Poems - Best
Famous Poems - Classical
Famous Poems - English
Famous Poems - Haiku
Famous Poems - Love
Famous Poems - Short
Famous Poems - Top 100
Famous Poets
Famous Poets - Living
Famous Poets - Most Popular
Famous Poets - Top 100
Famous Poets - Best
Famous Poets - Women
Famous Poets - African American
Famous Poets - Beat
Famous Poets - Cinquain
Famous Poets - Classical
Famous Poets - English
Famous Poets - Haiku
Famous Poets - Hindi
Famous Poets - Jewish
Famous Poets - Love
Famous Poets - Metaphysical
Famous Poets - Modern
Famous Poets - Punjabi
Famous Poets - Romantic
Famous Poets - Spanish
Famous Poets - Suicidal
Famous Poets - Urdu
Famous Poets - War
Poetry Resources
Anagrams
Bible
Book Store
Character Counter
Cliché Finder
Poetry Clichés
Common Words
Copyright Information
Grammar
Grammar Checker
Homonym
Homophones
How to Write a Poem
Lyrics
Love Poem Generator
New Poetic Forms
Plagiarism Checker
Poetics
Poetry Art
Publishing
Random Word Generator
Spell Checker
Store
What is Good Poetry?
Word Counter
Email Poem
Your IP Address: 3.81.222.152
Your Email Address:
To Email Address:
Subject
Personal Note:
Poem Title:
Poem
Kit Before I opened the carton, I’d chose the name Kit, Thinking of strong Wild West women. Our little girl, Gigi, ran to my bedside, barking Excitedly, “A present? Aaarrr-ooo! For me, mamma? Is it at last the super bone you promised me?” She jumped up to nuzzle her muzzle Against my hand to hurry it all along, for In this moment, she wanted to know the carton’s contents “What is this now? What! WHAAAAT?” Then, “You ok?” Gigi heard me ask ‘That Thing’ I lifted from the carton. I welcomed its new softness. Kit immediately opened up with a loud “Meow…yeee-ess,” to answer me, with A turning of the head and blinking eyes. “This my home now?” Kit asked. “Ohhhhhh-Yeee-ess,” I assured, imitating her easy speech. Kit began to purr, raising a paw to brush a side of the nose… And Gigi rose, imposing herself to sniff here over Kit. “Hey!” And then there, “Hmm? Hmm,” all over Kit’s back. Scenting apparently nothing, so pushing backward Into a puzzled plop down. “That Kit’s been by No others, on a having been no where I know of,” Gigi concluded. Kit mewed too loudly once, blinking and blinking. Kit asked me, “Will that thing there beside you tear me apart?” “Ahh, never worry,” I answer, petting Kit behind the ears. “Nice, my nice new mamma,” Kit softly mewed, Opening her mouth so I saw a delicate, pink tongue. Ahead, straight alongside my legs, Gigi stretched out, Rolling onto her back. “Beautiful belly,” I said, giving it a rub. “Don’t expect me to say, ‘Good night,’” little girl snorted With some slight sarcasm…just as I could hear Kit Raise her right leg to stretch her own turn over, Showing her belly off to any of dreamland’s spying eyes, She purred, “Nice mamma. Nite. Nnnn-ite,” On her way info sleep. I leaned out over my knees to cup Gigi’s drowsing head in my hands. Words unnecessary ~ her tail rose and fell a twice tapping a wag on the bed. Her eyes half opened, yet directly they met mine To speak telepathically as we most often did — I thought to her, “I love you, my little girl. Forever you are our little girl. Now Rise on the wings of thet love To your running free in dreams—“ Gigi lifted a sleepy, heavy paw up to tap For my attention, But sleep did not let her finish her thought. Nor was I able to finish telling her aloud, so I went on in sent way to her, “Perhaps, Kit can be a companion sometimes for bedridden me When you, Gigi, are out chasing squirrels up trees — so, Oh, Little Girl, think —“ (I pause to send her feelings of smiles) “Gigi, think of this, our cat, Kit , who is run by an energy not her own; Who wears no scents; whose sighs are sent by wires; whose heart is only a dream; And whose words are my sent wishes for speech To sound out the fantastic life Kit could story here with us, in so much more Than only the noise of her clicking gears turning with her every move… ,So, on the morrow, little girl, please try, to speak to her with your eyes; Touch her with your memory Of a sound similar to her winding gears, When you walked on the fallen, crinkling autumn leaves; And together, we can somehow lend our Kit a gaze of the stars Overhead in the night, whicb shine into the coming Of every hoped-for, full heart. Contest entry Personifucation sponsor c, LaFrance themes 1 and 7 (c) sally young eslinger 6/29/22
CAPTCHA Preview
Type the characters you see in the picture