Get Your Premium Membership

IN THE BACKYARD

In the back yard they speak Hush! They sleep. Do not ever I do Not weep for them. No I never speak for Them. My cats in the backyard are Tranquil. They are each individually Unique! Yes they are! And sometimes Travel far for food. They greet eat Return satisfied they play fight tumble. And purr wrestle and pure they are Delight! The ancients believed them To be sacred. There they have laid With the fallen in TOMBS and or Pyramids sealed! This real I feel! These felines are primes of nine Lives Prim pure puuurfeeect EXISTENCE! Simplistic care for these SACRED With NO RESISTANCE! They sleep Now. In the back quiet BEINGS this EXPERIENCE. They sleep. Huuussh! In the backyard. Hush huuuussssh. VBR Black Panther! Val JET Black Answerer! Big Black CAT ROARRRR!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things