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Junkyard Cat

Junkyard cat 
escaping every human
climbing over Plymouths and Dodges,
Hiding in rusty jalopies 
that used to carry Grandpas
to potential grandma’s for courting.

Junkyard cat
slinking in and out
Hoping an old woman
will take pity and leave food
She rarely does
Thinking that might
Curb your mousing

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Sandra Adams

Date: 8/21/2019 8:30:00 PM

awww my one cat was a great mouser, and ate all of his food all the time and loved to deposit his latest catch at my feet...this was a cute tale... :) hugs

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/22/2019 5:41:00 AM

I have had so many little mouse heads rolled my ways, it is a wonder I can eat food.

Jude Herrick

Date: 8/21/2019 5:11:00 PM

A couple vantage points I see, right off. First, the history behind things, goes unseen, maybe unappreciated. Secondly, not wanting the cat to stop it's adventurism and wild spirit and be a content "fatcat" the old woman cultivates carefully, remembering a time when she was wild and felinous. Lol ~very nice imagery and sentiment

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/22/2019 5:43:00 AM

Sweet comment. I do love watching cats because they are so resourceful. In the winter my outdoor cat walks a tightrope across a small beam to get into the roof of the garage. I have brought him inside during the coldest days and get scratched up for my effort, as he HATES being in.

Jude Herrick
Date: 8/21/2019 5:13:00 PM

Plus, she wants a mouser. These memories always have a price. Cheers

Swetha Vangaveti

Date: 8/21/2019 6:35:00 AM

Your poetry never fails to provide a tinge of refreshment :) loved it Caren :)

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/22/2019 5:43:00 AM

Such a lovely comment, Swetha. Thank you so much!