The Poem of Cats
In the land of Catazmia felines abound.
Cats of all colours,
Some skinny, some round.
Some are quite fancy spectacular breeds.
Some used to be Ships’ Cats performing brave deeds.
Some once lived with witches (Familiars by name).
And some, well, they’re ferals – but we cannot blame
Them, it isn’t their fault, they are misunderstood.
As I dream by the window I wish that I could,
Visit Catazmia, just for a day.
To experience fantasy, magic and play.
Pat Simmons
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #22
Pat says: I’m fascinated by cats and their behaviour and often write about them. I imagine this little cat in the image dreaming about another world.
This is a lovely poem Pat. And I think you’re right about that cat.