If I were a cat with no tail : a manx
Would I suffer from existential angst ?
Would a pussy like me treat his life as a fail
On account of his quite unaccountable tail ?
Would the lack of a thing that I never once had
Make me catty or batty or simply quite mad ?
I think not. I’d be grounded. I’d stand on all paws.
My emotions well founded – all effects with a cause
I’d be straight like an arrow or even a beeline
cos a moggie like me is in touch with his felines
Existential Angst
November 3, 2016 by
Look over there
May 12, 2011 by
For Mikey at bedtime
Look over there
What can we see ?
The whole wide world
as far as the trees
There’s a giant giraffe
eating bamboo
and a very tall ostrich
that is six foot two
Look over there
What can we see ?
The whole wide world
as far as the trees
There’s the garden next door
and the one after that
and sneaking up the path
is a naughty little cat
Look over there
What can we see ?
The whole wide world
as far as the trees
There’s a crocodile swimming
‘cross a river of blue
and up in the branches
there’s a squirrel – no ! Two !
Look over there
What can we see ?
The whole wide world
as far as the trees
Then right above the treetops
Can you see in the sky ?
The marshmallow mountains
of clouds flying by
Look over there
What can we see ?
The whole wide world
as far as the trees
Now Mummy draws the curtains
from the left and from the right
and the garden and the trees
have all vanished from sight
Look over there
What can we see ?
The whole wide world:
Mum and you and me.
I wish that I was a pusscat
May 12, 2011 by
For Jenny, whose thought this was and Charlie who modelled for it
I wish that I was a pusscat
When miffed I would mete out some claw
When happy I might do some purring
or scratching my cheek on the door
But mostly I would spend my time sleeping
in places you think are for you
Your chair or on top of your pillow
Your pyjamas ? Why yes, that’d do.
Very few things would wake me from slumber
A poo or a pee or a snack
I’d hold tight otherwise
and I’d squeeze shut my eyes
When a human paw touches my back.
I would only eat tea at the neighbours’
The muck you buy I’d simply ignore
All I’d need from you
is the removal of poo
and a servant to open the door.
Yes I wish that I was a pusscat
Then the rules of your societee
Would apply to all dogs, mice and people round here
To everyone except me !