Cat on a Hot Tin Page
Written by Inspirational Poems
Cat Poems
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Let me tell you about this cat I know
who makes his rounds, on dry ground or snow
he’s not the cat from Dr. Seuss
nor a treacherous tomcat on the loose
he can make the hair on your arm stand up in alarm
but he purrs a gentle poem, and means no harm
his lines don’t rhyme as in Mother Goose
and he prefers a plane to a train caboose
he maneuvers sly, like the famous Cheshire
he settles down on mousepads and net wires
this dark-haired cat sneaks into souls
meowing his stories of triumphs and tolls
scratching at the mundane to the sensational
topics torrid and forbidden or easily conversational
this cat will prance on any altitude of walk
prowling over keyboards to make them talk
swatting at the humdrum and the things less sure
turning us inside out, looking for his cure
licking avid paws, he pokes through others’ poems
doing the limbo-tiptoe into other poets' homes
he can send out feelers in synergy that’s psychic
natural but uncanny, and whether or not we like it
be he agitated, be he calm, the tomcat makes it clear
what he most despises, and what he most holds dear
sometimes he’ll chase his tail so the end seems
the beginning; the present the past and the future in between
he leaves his mark of mischief, and magic behind
for the archivists of lyrical literature to find
the true origin of his nickname's quite aloof
maybe you think you know it, but maybe you've goofed
after all his daring leaps and ginger steps, I'd wage
he’s just a cool, mischievous cat, up on a hot tin page
© 2002 Maureen L Glaude
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