Tom has been gone for 3 weeks


Tom Cat

Tom is somewhere between Orange and white
or Yellow and White
Marked by a white Blaze chest
And white stocking steps

And I miss him
Since he left or was taken or died
Or was a coyote appetizer item
No matter, I have this empty ocean tide

And no place to stop the tears
And no place for his white peke beau bear
To play and roll and madly smear
Hair clumps where ever they appeared

His brothers and sisters
Were unwelcome guests
Left unattended for us to assist
Crying as babies do when left

With no way to eat or protect
Themselves from rampant crawly pests
Curled together in a tiny family sect
Hidden under wooden steps

When a neighbor brought food
He pushed his way ahead alone
And demanded his role as leader of the brood
Auditioning for his place and a home

So we took in this feline orphan
We loved him and called him simply Tom Cat
Now he is no place known
And all I know is I wish he were back



Poetry by Kee Zealy The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-05-26 at 19:42

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melanie sue
Kee, I am so sorry to hear. I, too, know how it is to get very attached. My orange tabby Tigger of 10 years died on my birthday 2 years ago and I cried for a week before I got over it. But I do think the worst is when they disappear and you never know what happened. I am hoping for you that he will turn up again. Take care my longtime friend. :)
2009-05-26


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I know how you feel - I've had many cats throughout my life - two of whom went missing and we never discovered their fate - it does make it harder - they are characters, you love them - not knowing is always worse - but he could still turn up, 3 weeks for a cat is not unknown - I had one who would disappear for weeks, then turn up

Elle x
2009-05-26