Welcome Poetic Peeps!
Happy Poetic Thursday everyone – time to exercise our creativity (yes friends we all have some of that creativity stuff but sometimes we need to jumpstart it!) and write a poem. We’re working our way through the alphabet with this little exercise and have reached the letter “O” ! So today I will have an ODE to O.
by Sammy Kimmell, 9/22/16
I am an “ONLY” cat
Yet so much more than that…
Although I am an “ONLY”
I am never, ever lonely.
My “ONLY” life is busy
At times it makes me dizzy!
I’m “ONLY” one spoiled cat
There are others, I’m sure of that!
“ONLY” I shall be
Until my soul flies free.
There you have it………….I squeezed off another one and am getting closer and closer to the BIG Z which will finish this fun alphabetic journey of poetry…………I hope you’re having fun crafting your own poems OR just reading mine. If you have a contribution to the letter “O” this week, please post your poem in my comments, OR, if you’ve put your poem on your blog, share the link to it in my comments……………..we all love a good poem from time to time right????????????????
Stay happy….keep a poem in your heart!
Love, Poetic Sam
I’m a poet
and I know it!
“REMEMBER ME THURSDAY” is today…..
Please light a candle for all those anipals who are in shelters just waiting – sometimes for WAY too long – to find their FOREVER HOME………..we all deserve to have that kind of happiness – we are so full of love and want to share it with the world…….we hope that maybe “Remember Me Thursday” will be a lucky day for some…..that their FOREVER comes to take them HOME.
So what if it has a tear in the side? It still works....
Those of you who know me, know that I have a love of boxes (don’t all cats?????). Anyway, yesterday Mom was cleaning out the closet in her studio (oh boy oh boy THAT’s always fun). She had stored a bunch of boxes from last Christmas on the top shelf and it was time to inventory them I guess. So in the pile on the floor I found this one lonely (sniff) boxtop…..just lying there looking forelorn….I hopped in and promptly took a nap while Mom continued her clear-out. So of course I looked so adorable sleeping in my boxtop that she left me there and left her studio to go fix dinner. Well, I stayed there until I heard the top popping off MY can of catfood downstairs.
Mom now has my new (although slightly damaged with a minor tear) boxtop available for me in her studio – in an out of the way corner – under a chair so it’s nice and “cave-like”…… I now have a box for napping in the basement, the family room, the guest room, Dad’s den, AND (drum roll please) Mom’s studio!!!! The mind boggles at all the nap locations I’ve managed to wangle thanks to my always being on the alert for a stray box. Some of my boxes are nice sturdy things – some are somewhat flimsy (like this new boxtop of mine)……but the best one is the one in the basement. It’s the box that our new fake Christmas tree came in when Mom and Dad got it last year. It’s long and skinny and Dad cut a bunch of holes in it for me to poke my head or paw out of.
It’s good to be one spoiled cat (in a box).
Happy Thursday Peeps………