Cold Cats

a cold wind mocks a feeble sun
leaves shrink from its touch
squirrels shiver in mink tails
birds fluff down feathered coats
a lone hawk skis the clouds
a school bus inhales shivering children
a dog paws the frozen ground
the cat smiles from its litter box


John G. Lawless
©11/13/2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Mcintosh Avatar
November 14, 2019 at 7:12 AM
Awesome write... The kitty seems content but I do hate the cold. I like Summer. Bless you dear friend, Gina
Laurie Avatar
November 13, 2019 at 6:12 PM
G'day John … Cats. A world unto themselves and they'll always find the warmest spot and demand it - thank you John - Lindsay
Lawless Avatar
November 25, 2019 at 8:00 AM
We spent 13 years as "Cat Concierge" to a tiger cat who lived up to the billing
Cholt Avatar
November 13, 2019 at 2:59 PM
Nice poem. The cat clearly above the mundane things of life.
Lawless Avatar
November 25, 2019 at 7:59 AM
it's been said that "dogs have owners, cats have staff"
Green Avatar
November 13, 2019 at 10:19 AM
Damn cat! (Just speaking for the dog there. ) : ) This was fun John.
Lawless Avatar
November 13, 2019 at 4:19 PM
Yes...the cat....the silent bullying continues.....
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