THE FAMILY CAT
Nestled on my lap
in a crevassed curve
to his liking
sharp edges unseen
body rounded
relaxed
rested
like a freshly placed pudding
plumped yet pleasing
to the eye
I feel the warmth
the beat
the motor mechanics
within
Purrrfectly Purrring…
Purrrfectly Purrring…
Purrrfectly Purrring…
I smooth his soft silkiness
and see
sleepy slits
slowly open
to reveal
green
golden
globes
gleaming
in contrast to black beauty
His eyes look into mine
adoringly…
speaking to my soul…
I trust you to care.
© Dianne Ellis
Throughout my life, I have enjoyed the company of cats in my home. I find the majority of cats are very soulful creatures, particularly the pure black ones who gracefully prance around taking confident ownership of property and loved ones.
One day I was sitting down writing when my gorgeous black Shadow effortlessly leapt onto my lap and settled there, as he always did.
It was only a moment in time but I felt the need to share my feelings and highlight Shadow’s special silent message through this poem. I hope you enjoy my words.
I have written poetry all my life, however in recent years, my love of writing has steered me towards children’s stories. Rusty Rumble and his Smelly Socks and Rusty Rumble’s Day at the Beach are my first published picture books and excerpts from my books can be seen on www.diannellisbooks.com.au
Australian Children’s Poetry 
Beautiful poem Di.
I’m not a cat lover but your poem painted a perfect picture of a very contented cat.
Should I have written “perfect”?
My comment in italics doesn’t make sense because it didn’t like my spelling of the pun on the word so my cleverness was thwarted.
Beautiful poem. Well done, Di!
I so enjoyed your poem Dianne. I hadn’t had a cat in my life for over 50 years until this week when a manic little Devon Rex called Gimli became my new best friend. There’s something about cats!
Pat
My cat is a big orange tom called Wimpie. He doesn’t like to be stroked or held, loves his food, begs very successfully … not a cuddly cat at all. Nevertheless he is part of the family and we love him for his excentricities. When I read today’s poem I was reminded of T. S. Eliot’s Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats – always one of my favorites.
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