The Life Of A Cat

Sleep.
Eat.
Sleep.

Play with string.

Sleep.
Eat.
Sleep.

Hunt a bug.

Sleep.
Eat.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Sleep.


(Previously published in Superior Poetry News, Spring 1999, vol 5, No.1; Short North Gazette, Aug.1999; Lightverse.com, Nov.2000)

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Comments (5)

sometimes even humans relish this kind of life, just sleep, eat, and sleep...
Had to come back and read this poem again. It's great, except that I just noticed that the word HUNT has a space in the middle of it. Or maybe I noticed that before and just didn't mention it. Anyway, I enjoy your poems.
You have nailed the life of a cat perfectly! I have a couple of poems about cats myself: CATS HAIKU and CATS (IN THE STYLE OF HEATHER BURNS)
That's a cutie poem I really like.
I enjoyed this one, brought a smile.love Duncan