Hour 3- Cat

It is still nighttime

5 am here

Cat is confused

His people off schedule

Invading his quiet time

Just outside the window

I hear the ocean

Gently hitting the shore

A sound I barely notice

I can sense the moon disappearing

and the sun readying herself

for a glorious Maui day.

Cat jumps up

His fur lightly coated

A gentle rain greets this day

Full of promises and poems

Cat will adapt and inspire

Maui will caress with its beauty

The ocean will play its gentle percussion

The darkness will fade into light

Into darkness

Cat perches and chirps

Hassles me and bathes

Cat is the night, the rain, the quiet.

The sun will bring his naptime

I will poem through it all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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