I want to comfort the world

I want to comfort the world,  but the world does not accept me.  It does not want the gentle warnings of a mother,  who can then comfort you...

Monday, August 24, 2020

The Kitten & The Mobile

 I'm tired, 

all around me is asleep 

I'm left to my own productivity 

in the dark. 


I am home, 

no longer frightened by the night, 

the birds nor other creatures that lurk.


I'm safe, 

at home with people who love me. 

I get all the food I need, 

the water that I had a thirst for, 

no longer having to scavage

 for my needs. 


The flicker of light catches my attention 

following its glow, 

I soon come across  

a gigantic bed

fitting my person just right,

I jump up missing at first, 

trying again landing at her feet, 

the blessing an overwhelming happiness

a small motor within me

more affectionate sound more than a heartbeat, 

generally wakes her up, 

I curl beside her,

happy that I'm no longer the only one awake,

I give her kisses on the nose,


My meows and stares portray as words  

I wish I could put in their language, 

slowly falling asleep like one of their own babies, 

something else catches my attention

something moving above me,

little things fluttering, 

mesmerized by what I see. 

I look back at my person 

who’s also looking at the fluttering, 

giving me the understanding I’m not alone in seeing this. 


Curling in closer

the motor within gets louder 

the words

I have no way

to speak, 

I'm safe now 

with all the entertainment I need wrapped around my little paws.


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