Tag: poems

The Fairy Tail Cat


hismajesty
photo by Clarabelle Fields 

The ancients sang

of fairy tales,

dancing folk and wild spells

and mythic dreams

not meant to tell

 

on moonlit nights

in circle rounds

the fairy king

I think I’ve found–

 

little feet upon the ground

paw pads four, fire crown

“tiger, tiger burning bright”

the fairy king is out tonight

 

with fireflies and fairy flight

he dances softly in disguise:

he disappears to mortal eyes

dancing beneath the summer sky

 

but a cat among the clover lies

a secret king with head held high

a fairy king who never dies

I see him dancing in the night

 

 

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Focus On The Good Things, Mommy


photo by Clarabelle Fields

Focus on the good things, Mommy,

focus on me, when you’re tired and

never want to leave this bed again,

crying about things I don’t understand,

heavy human words that fly over my head

 

Focus on the good things, Mommy,

focus on me, the little warm

bundle in your lap, on your heart

purring remedies into your bones

listening with poised ears to your breaths

coming longer, quieter, calmer,

as we settle down into snuggles

 

Focus on the good things, Mommy,

focus on me, my little face gazing up at you,

radiant, whisker-framed,

my paws and pink toe beans,

my tail tucked in so perfectly

 

Focus on the good things, Mommy,

focus on me–

the little soul that follows

you every night, every step

to snuggle close and purr

until you smile again

 

Focus on the good things, Mommy,

focus on me, and sleep well,

knowing that I am here

and I love you

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Cattitudes


photo by Clarabelle Fields

 

life’s too short not to try to have fun

to scamper at midnight

and lounge in the sun

dreaming of birds

and a great hunting plain

zebras and lions and me in a mane

I’m a king, I’m a god,

there’s nobody better

if you have a complaint,

go mail me a letter

I’m not gonna read it

not even a word

I’ll shred it and eat it and make it a turd

too many things,

too many happenings

I’m busy, you see,

eating and napping

and playing and scratching

and snuggling and running

chaos and crazy, just how I like it

if life doesn’t work, it’s simple–just bite it

too busy to stop

too busy to care

I’m a cat, after all,

I’m proud everywhere

I do what I do

and I’m good at it all

I’m a cat and I’m proud

my tail standing tall

 

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