Cat, sitting

Miss Mia Sopaipilla on the cushions.

We should

sit like a cat

and wait for the door

to open.

—”Braided Creek: A Conversation in Poetry,” by Ted Kooser and Jim Harrison

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9 Responses to “Cat, sitting”

  1. Pat O'Brien Says:

    The soft and supple will prevail.

  2. SAO' Says:

    I could sit and stare at most every Wyeth as well.

    • Patrick O'Grady Says:

      For some reason we have two copies of that print. One in the master bedroom, and another in the guest bedroom. Ol’ Andy got his money out of us, that’s for sure.

      • SAO' Says:

        My mom was a bit of a JFK nut, not because of his politics or the whole Camelot thing, but because her high school band march in his inauguration. So when LTC Dad was assigned to Aberdeen Proving Grounds, we spent a good hunk of time at the Brandywine museum , which was at the time basically an NC/Andrew/Jamie collection. That was some family.

  3. khal spencer Says:

    dog sighs
    curled up on a mattress
    wondering when
    it will be time to eat

  4. Pat O'Brien Says:

    Age

    Hair is gray and thin
    Wrinkled hands have touched much
    What have they witnessed

  5. Patrick O'Grady Says:

    I feast on the wall
    Yet my stomach growls
    Where the food at, bitch?

  6. khal spencer Says:

    Old fart
    trying to write poems
    struggling with ideas
    we get this

    burma shave

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