Rats!

She’s cleaning her whiskers

And tending her fur,

The full-blown ablutions

Important to her,

She’s only inside

When it comes on to rain,

For she detests water

From gutter or drain!

 

She waits for the sun

To dip down out of view,

The stars to come out

And the breeze to blow through,

Then stalks through the garden

Head raised like a Queen,

And listens to rustles

From dartings unseen!

 

She looks with disdain

When I beckon to her,

And only runs in

For the dish by the chair,

But brings me a present

At dawn’s early light,

A rat with no head or

A pigeon in flight!

 

She clambers through bushes

And climbs all the trees,

Looks down at we humans

And does as she please,

There’s no little creature

Immune from her front,

Her bell tinkles warnings,

The cat’s gone to hunt!

 

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[Mark]

Lena put it well, when she noted how non-Pagetic this poem was, but I am STILL chuckling, as MY feline has been sulking for three days now, after I pointedly rejected her not-completely-dead love offering, placed ever so delicately upon my pillow. How can we let them know that we appreciate their grudging obeisance, but are not thrilled by rodentia, in general?

[BlackRose]

Not much for mice, but this is great. As is your other exceptional poems.

[Amila Jay]

Egad! I love this poem, really good:))

[Lena M. P.]

I truly love this David. So out of character for you but a delight just the same. My little monster went hunting bugs last night and got something stuck in her throat so we have been nursing her all night. She is loving the cool weather right now and loves prowling through the garden. Thanks for making me smile!

[SINDE]

I marvel at your level of description and your rhyming is simply amazing, This is a great write.

[patricia]

its hard to believe such pretty creatures could do such nightmare things, my cat has brought me some horrific morning trophies, dropped them on the kitchen work top, waiting for applause. i like cats though.
you captured the mood really well. made me smile. Thanks.

[Tate Morgan]

This is a bit different for you .But bears the standard of your lodge for sure .

[Valentine]

Fantastic write David..I loved this one and it reminded me so much of home when I was young and had an indoors cat..Great writing as always..Kathie

[emmajoy]

Brilliant! I'm smiling, truly smiling! This is filled to the brim of wondrous scenes, distinct happenings. Before reaching your final line, i had a sneaky feeling you were 'talking' of a cat! You write with such insight and natural rhythm as if you look at the world in couplets or sonnets.

Laughingly horrible accuracy, poet you:

'She looks with disdain
When I beckon to her,
And only runs in
For the dish by the chair,
But brings me a present
At dawn’s early light,
A rat with no head or
A pigeon in flight!

[roarke]

lol Rats! Well it's either about a feline or the goings on in an asylum garden.... but your observations are keen and your rhymes the best on this site. Sketches from the master's brush, always turn out like grand portraiture. Rats.