Whirling, crashing angels
Flying sharp across the ground
I've been chasing angels
Scraping through the grass
Come out, come out, they call
The angels crinkle
Underneath my claws
Still chasing, still flying
And I leap
And I pounce
And I bite
Such a serious looking kitten. :) Sharing today with The Sunday Muse and Poets United. The latter half of this week has found me more or less flat on my back for long stretches as I try to recover from a little bit of impatience earlier in the week (lesson learned--just wait for help, don't lift in annoyance), so this will be short.
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| Me, recovering from my own stupidity |
--Chrissa
Charming pussy cat games😊
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday Chrissa
Much✏love
I love the idea of this sweet kitty chacing angels! This is a delightful poem Chrissa! Oh and yes he has such a serious look on his face!
ReplyDeleteI have always loved cats! Happy Sunday, Chrissa ❤️
ReplyDeleteA lighthearted predator story here. Nicely done. I hope you recover from your impatience ASAP!!
ReplyDeleteA very angelic cat and poem. 😊
ReplyDeleteI can see it pouncing........I resonate with trying to lift too heavy things without help. I hope your pain eases.
ReplyDeleteIt's busy work chasing angels! I love, love, love the tone. It feels very kitten-ish.
ReplyDeleteHe has serious kitty stuff to do! :-)
ReplyDeleteCats have always been the true rulers of this world haven't they?
ReplyDeleteChasing angels can be a difficult task
ReplyDeleteThis is a delightful little read!
ReplyDeleteget well soon. next time get the cats do the lifting.
ReplyDeleteAngels, huh? My cats always loved to play with the fairies, and i think the fairies delighted in playing with them. I bet the angels enjoy this little kitty, too.
ReplyDeleteHope you feel better soon.
Kittens and angels - a cool combination!
ReplyDeleteI hope you are feeling better, Chrissa.