Love is Blind

 

 

 

 

 

 

One morning she lies in her bed

and looks at him, the cat she wed

 

She's happy as a puss can be

for he and she are now a we

 

She met him just the night before

behind some bushes right next door

 

And though no moon lit up the skies

and she could only see his eyes

 

The light within them turned her on

and they were wed before the dawn

 

Now she looks down at his sweet face

and strokes his nose so she can trace

 

The line dividing his black cheeks

as white as all his other streaks

 

Then suddenly she cries, 'Oh my,

what is that smell, has something died?'

 

But he was having a bad dream

and let out an ungodly scream

 

'We are in mortal danger, run,

I will protect you, honey bun!'

 

And fast away that cat did fly

and did not even say good-bye

 

For she had learned and will all tell

that love is blind but still can smell!

 

 

Author's Note

For my friend, Tom, a great fan of Pepe le Peu

Graphic credit: Patty Vicknair's post on YouTube found on Google Images

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

When I first saw the graphic I was wondering how you got the two of them together! Lol, as a cat lover, this is priceless, Joyce!

[Joyce S. Greene]

The YouTube video mentioned that the two are pals so they must have been brought up together. I'm assuming (lol) that the skunk has been de-odorized! Thanks for the your nice comment. I really appreciate your thoughts.

[Lydia Shutter]

The personification of the cat (and the skunk as the case may be) is wonderful in this one. The rhyming and rhythm is flawless, Joyce. I was carried through from start to finish with a huge smile on my face. A delightful romp this morning! Lydi**

[Joyce S. Greene]

Thanks, Lydi. I very much appreciate your gracious comment.

[OTownPete]

I see that nothing has dulled you sense of humor and timing Joyce. What a fun, if smelly, piece. Your friend in words, Pete

[Joyce S. Greene]

Thanks, Pete. Having fun with poetry is a blast and I know you agree.

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

LOL that was great... I guess we all should be weary of finding love beneath a moonless sky. haha

[Joyce S. Greene]

Weary and wary, I guess. Just too many of those stinkers lurking in the bushes. Thanks for your very insightful review. It means a lot to me.

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

Yes, wary indeed. It was my pleasure.

[Pryde Foltz]

Yes, you can be a looker but if you are also a stinker, forget about it. Poor pepe. Fun write, Joyce.

[Joyce S. Greene]

Thanks, Pryde. And so many lookers turn out to be stinkers. I wonder if there's some correlation there? :) I appreciate your review. It's kept me smiling, even at 3 AM.

[MsJewel]

LOL.... Oh Joyce..this is adorable..poor kitty...

Hugs, Julie

[Joyce S. Greene]

Thanks, Julie. Of course, that skunk was just trying to protect his lady fair. ;) I appreciate your leaving such a kind comment.

[Angi]

Ha! Cute, cute. I love Pepe Le Pew! Thanks for the laughs, Joyce! Angi~

[Joyce S. Greene]

Hi Angi. I appreciate your letting me know you're smiling along with me. Thanks for your nice words.

[wordman]

funny joyce I bet this kinda stuff really happens to people lol

[Joyce S. Greene]

I'm sure it does, Ron. Especially when it turns out your cat is really a stinker in disguise. LOL
Thanks for your insightful comment. I'm smiling here at 2:30 AM. Sleep? What is that?

[Baby Ricochet]

Funny poem. The greatest song ever recorded about blind love. "When a Man Loves a Woman" Percy Sledge, back in 1968

[Joyce S. Greene]

Thanks, BR. That's one of my favorite songs - aren't skunks always of the male variety?? (Hiding under the table to avoid the fall-out from that one.)

[rutherford]

The Pepe le Peu note brought it together for me. Fun one.

[Joyce S. Greene]

Thank you, rutherford. I'm having fun with poetry these days. Even at 2 AM it has me smiling when I should be sleeping. :)