Friday, April 29, 2011






You hated visitors but loved their shoes

For so many years you slept a
small still weight by my restless feet.

When I got up you would claim
my spot, leftover warmth, a cuddle.

In the end you who were silent
cried out waking, sleeping, lost, alone.

I would hear and nudge you gently,
not knowing if you were awake, asleep?

To let you know I was always  there
awake, and with you in the dark

11 comments:

Hilke Breder said...

Lovely poem! So evocative of an animal loved and lost. Thanks, Guy, for stopping and leaving a comment on my blog.

Guy said...

Hi Hilke

Thank you for your comments and for stopping by.

Regards
Guy

sandy said...

This is so lovely!

Guy said...

Hi Sandy

Thank you for your comment.
I really appreciate it.

Guy

Lené Gary said...

This one tugs deeply at my heart. Thank you for sharing it with us, Guy.

Warmly,
Lené

Guy said...

Thanks Lené

That is a wonderful comment, thanks for visiting.

Regards
Guy

Kathiesbirds said...

What a sweet and tender poem! Did you lose this cat recently? Either way, I am sorry. My cat loves my shoes as well and if I am not careful knits in the middle of them! I think she is trying to claim me and everything I own!

Guy said...

Hi Kathie

We lost Rosemary some years ago but these poems tend to take me awhile. I guess there is more emotion involved.

Thanks
Guy

Kelly said...

...such a beautiful poem. The feelings we have for our pets run deep. You stirred up lovely memories of Theo and Mikasa (two of our kitties who died), and of course brought a tear to my eye...

Guy said...

Hi Kelly

Thanks for your kind comments.

I have to admit writing it I had a tear or two myself. But I always feel the joy pets bring outweighs the tears we shed at their loss.

Regards
Guy

Guy said...

Hi Kelly

Thanks for your kind comments.

I have to admit writing it I had a tear or two myself. But I always feel the joy pets bring outweighs the tears we shed at their loss.

Regards
Guy