51.
.
Shiloh's become a part
of my morning ritual,
yawn, feed the cat, and amble to the desk
to share the wealth.
.
52
..
His claws are much too sharp
He's set in his ways like me,
the differences of our youth now merge
to "Human-ine"
.
53
.
I have come to expect
wherever I have a lap
that Cat has the right to occupy it
I'm well trained...sigh...
.
54.
.
I love to talk with folks
voices never match faces
but Cat and I share in silent speeches
shared with great warmth.
.
55.
.
If I could
rewind Time
at what place
would I linger?
I have been blessed with so many pets
EACH was so dear!
.
56.
.
The sunlight lies serene
as Shiloh sleeps in 'his' chair.
The seed grown to an Orange tree sleeps in its pot
as I type slow.
.
57.
.
Warmth is a memory
I wrap the cold around me
warming my hands on my sleeping cat's fur
I long for spring.
58
..
How did I pass the time
when I could still go to work?
When I look back I remember my pets
not all my woes
.
59
..
The sky changes color
gray takes on intensity
blankets hide my white cat as the snow does
warmth's promises
.
60
..
Pale socks cover my feet
while Shiloh's remain unshod,
preferring the joy of needle sharp claws
sunk into socks!
.
61.
.
Our life is a hybrid
of Cat's wills and of my won’ts
merged together to accommodate us ~
Serenity!
..
62.
.
Our
life had merged
shaped to meet both our needs
/If our whims collide his usually wins
except the door!
.
63.
.I heard a bird calling
and stopped what I was doing
only
to glimpse Shiloh's head upraised
/listening
in shock.
64.
.
I hear
a quiet 'mew'
graciously guiding my feet
as Shiloh leads the way in moving dark
to
his feed bowl
.
65.
.
As February fades
I find
myself moving slow
While my characters plunge thru summer heat,
I bide my time
.
66
..
Professionally neat
clinically circumspect
he
Cat seems to accept me at my messy worse
to my relief!
.
67
..
I catch a hint of spring
although colors are confined
to
paintings on the wall as Cat is white
CAN warmth return???
.
68
..
Shiloh is my passport
to a world of feline grace
as
he makes his way across furniture-
feline highways!
.
69
.
As I wait for the Van
I watch people come and go.
It
seems strange to have to raise my head up
above the floor!
.
70.
,
This
morning Shiloh yowled
as if he thought I'd left him.
/I called his name and heard only silence
then he saw me!
.
71
..
As Shiloh snuggles near
I find a quiet comfort,
I fear
no human would ever endure
what he ignores!
.
72
..The time has come for 'moods'
my cold throws off my sugars
His
approach was a little slower
nestled with me.
.
73
.
Today I woke with sun,
Yesterday
I woke with rain!
Autumn weather is as fickle as spring,
Cat is constant
.
.
74.
.
The year speeds by like cats
chasing a flock
of squirrels
I can't distinguish one from another
/they move so fast!
.
.
.75
..
I
hear him change his pitch
attempting to mimic me
and I am touched Cat is duplicating
my time with him.
-
-
A.R. Koheen
