Sidney Cat
Sidney Cat****
Here is another cat in this home’s
trying herd, who wears his fur
with a shiny, pretentious pride (for
which, of course, there is no cautioning word
to hint to him about humility, because
there isn’t a cat alive who’s done more
than nap upon a bible) and
Sidney has his mirror at
the front in his mind,
which keeps Sidney’s mews
a self-admiring sweet and his
chin tipped up ever higher
upon any glance to note his mood or
for all moves to scratch his back.
Sidney Cat can stretch up to quake
every inch, every fiber of
the who he is.
Sidney prizes
his high arch and his hiss,
which he demonstrates
at every jarring surprise
coming within a tail’s reach
to disturb his peace…
But, Sidney will lie out on
a warm day’s patio with
his eyes gathering in all sights.
Strangely, tho, Sidney Cat simply
gazes, staying still, as a speckled
sparrow settles on a nearby stone
to consume wind-blown sunflower seeds…
while Sidney, it seems, restrains
from chasing off any bird, perhaps
because while he exalts his fearsome hiss
and outstanding speed,
he truly has realized
wonder
for birds’ talent to soundlessly,
instantly fly away
while Sidney prefers to twitch
his superb whiskers…
and watch!
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(c) sally young Eslinger. 9/20/21
Thanks be to God
Copyright © Sally Eslinger | Year Posted 2021
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