Viv Wigley Poet Sonnet

On Reflection

She gets in bed and faces the mirror
and sees her other self, still, lying prone
takes comfort in the figure there before her,
company but in reality alone.
Maybe she sees her mother gazing at her,
since there is a good chance they look the same
some years ago abandoned, but no matter,
we found her, took her home, gave her a name.
They say that cats don't understand reflections
at first they act quite wary, then get bored
the prey or playmate shuns their close inspection
until at last their presence is ignored.
But me, I like to think that's not quite right.
Her mother blinks and wishes her goodnight.

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Jean Murray July 26, 2017 at 2:55 PM Yummy! I love your poem Viv.

Joanna Daniel July 25, 2017 at 10:08 AM Very nice reflections on your cat and her reflection, Viv:)

Lin Lane July 25, 2017 at 6:24 AM My kitty, Bella, paws at herself in a mirror. Her antics are so funny and many times she's run underfoot, but I love her dearly. Thanks for sharing notes on your kitty, Viv. Viv Wigley July 25, 2017 at 9:51 AM Thanks, Lin I feel we think after a while we know so much but in fact know so little about our furry buddies. Viv x

Jan Allison July 25, 2017 at 3:38 AM aww Mr Viv I welled up reading about your lovely Celeste I think she is the luckiest kitty to have walked into your life and found a happy home:-) so lovely to see you back:-) My love to you and Mrs Viv:-) hugs Jan xx Jean Murray July 26, 2017 at 2:53 PM Cat or Mrs.? Viv Wigley July 25, 2017 at 9:52 AM Thanks, Jan. Yes, I love her to bits, but then again she spent the afternoon in the garden with me and brought most of it in with her. Brush and hoover time. Again. Luv 'n hugs, Viv x

Connie Marcum Wong July 25, 2017 at 1:36 AM I have always been a cat lover Viv and this poem spoke to me with such a powerful voice. We see and feel and sometimes even hear our Tommy cat who has been gone a year. I simply adored this superbly written poem! It is so good to see you posting again my friend. I hope you are well. I faved this treasure! Welcome back! ; ) Viv Wigley July 25, 2017 at 9:53 AM Thanks, Connie, sorry for your loss, but a life well loved is much consolation. I'm sure he pads around your house as well as your dreams and memories. Viv x