Saturday, November 13, 2010

The Three Ages of Cat: A Haiku Trilogy

The tumbling fluff
eyes full of God's innocence
attacks his cloth mouse

Lean lord of shadows
sniffing lust at the window
moans coarse in the dark

Fat sage of the fire
who sits content in wisdom
seen through half-closed eyes


  1. Ha!

    I wrote that over thirty years ago, and never thought about that.

    That makes me wonder about verses two and three. Hmmm.

  2. Excellent! I've always had dogs but for a brief time had a Cat that was taken in as a stray. Sir Edmund Hillary Cat. Actually quite a good cat.


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