The Orange Cat Under the Gazebo

Hi everyone! So I have been writing for a bit but I just joined here to have an outlet to share my poetry. This is my first poem on here! I can't wait to share more. Hope anyone who reads it likes it.

The Orange Cat Under the Gazebo 

By: legal nicola  

8/1/2020 

 

It was always on the rainy days of spring. 

In the kitchen, eating strawberries and cream. 

 

With the big windows where we had got rid of the curtains, 

Was the deck in the backyard with a small gazebo  

It wasn’t anything fancy or even the most breath-taking structure to look at 

But it was still beautiful to look at when the sun had set  

Or when the sun would rise for breakfast 

I never got to go out much,  

so I relied on the entertainment of nature  

So while being stuck on the inside 

I tried to value what was on the outside  

 

The backyard always had many animals coming to visit  

From deer families whose baby fawn would lay in the backyard, 

right after the fawn had been born  

From the groundhogs that took over the whole deck underground 

and would come out for dinner when we would as well  

To the squirrels and bunnies hopping and running around  

and the beautiful birds chirping with red robins and blue jays,  

But there was only one animal who would come over almost every day  

It was this gorgeous chubby orange cat  

 

The orange cat liked to come around at any time of the day  

They would always pick the chair on the left side 

and sleep on the cushions right under the gazebo  

 

One time the orange cat brought 3 other cat friends 

All different colors and breeds 

They were having a little party on the deck  

And the orange cat brought another who was Siamese  

They went under the gazebo while the other two cats were hanging out  

And they both relaxed on one chair each 

And with that  

The window became a heavenly canvas  

A painting created by mother earth herself  

 

 

Some may say that I give it too much meaning 

But what's wrong with it 

I was just appreciating what was in front of me  

I was looking at the creations that I had taken for granted  

The art drawn by whichever goddess or god you believe had created it 

Because regardless of that  

The orange cat  

Was always in an admirable state of mind and cherished their small friend group  

Even when it was a rainy day and they were by themself  

Because even when the outside doesn’t look pleasant 

Life is still beautiful  

And that’s how id assume the cat would feel 

Under the gazebo avoiding the rain  

Yet still surrounded by it  

And enjoying the sound while napping peacefully. 

 

Then the next morning 

The cat would be gone  

But they would always come back another day.  

So, there was nothing to be sad about  

Under the gazebo  

The cat will lay  

And all my worries  

Will go away. 

Author's Note

hey guys, i dont really care about my grammar and puncuation. So i know its bad! I care more about the meaning and words!

Reviews

[Neville]

I particularly like the fact you seem to have let rip here with this your very first posting .. I like most poetic forms and prose has got to be there .. very near the top ... Welcome to the Café Nicola .. I hope you will soon find your feet and be happy here ... Oh' n keep them coming :)

[Estrella]

hi! thank you so much this means alot :)

[Neville]

you are most welcome :)

[Laz K.]

I like this very-very much! I don't know how other writers are, but it's just always too easy to get lost in one's own little world, with the metaphors, the images, the world view that one is most familiar with. And, it takes time and effort to get into someone else's head through their writing. But, sometimes that "transition", that "journey" is such a nice one! Like with this poem here. It's very visual, but more than that, so "life-affirming" and so pleasant!

You write that, "even when the outside doesn’t look pleasant /Life is still beautiful"

I just want to tell you that people need to hear this! (Well, again, I can only speak for myself)
We all deal with our own particular "ugliness" in life, but it's not impossible to see the beauty all around. And your poem helps to do just that!

[Estrella]

thank u so much! and i agree sometimes i need to keep telling that to myself too! I appericate it

[Perdition]

Keep writing..it's real and you can sense your personality, a voice that is taking shape...pretty good for a first post. Poets like me take the word too seriously and I forget to throw my soul back into it..make use of who and what I am so thanks for the reminder.

[Estrella]

i agree! i love having some poems that are just more innocent in a way but ill be posting different kind of stuff of course but thank you! i love ur work!

[Perdition]

Thank you and my pleasure..will look forward to your posts. Keep writing~