Cat the End

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By Jane Hyphen

Wed, 14 Oct 2015
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Cat the end, at the end

Faded pale, crocodile eyes

Your voice so sweet now croaked cries

Dusty coat once shimmered sleek

Was years ago you heard me speak

A silent world, you flinch to touch

 

Don’t talk of me you know too much

 

When you’re where all cats go at last

 

May your end be quiet and fast

 

Know not the join, the mortal seam

 

Pass smooth into the ever-dream

 

My precious love my special thing

 

Before the babes and all they bring

 

Eighteen years, you’re tired and thin

 

Mammal to mammal, fur to skin

 

Never knowing good or bad

 

Nor strings of loyalty you had

 

We had each other in our way

 

Brought texture to each other’s day

 

You’re just a cat, makes me a fool

 

All ends that come are sad that’s all

 

I’ll cry for you but I’ll be fine

 

Content we shared some earthly time

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

how beautiful this is

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Thank you so much insert. I'm going through this now with my feline, she's had a good innings for sure so there's no misfortune here just a stark reminder of how frail we all are if we're lucky enough to complete the full journey!

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

I'm not a cat-person, but I thought that 'Brought texture to each other’s day' did describe rather well the encouragement that pets bring. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by love_writing on

Beautifully written. ' Don't talk of me you know to much' - how poignantly true. I have an old cat so can understand- you get so used to them being there. 

love_writing

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Tender, affectionate but not sentimental.  Really lovely.

Submitted by Deliberately Ev... on

This is so lovely and I can completely sympathise with every line. What a lovely and very realistic sentiment to a beloved friend.

The beat of your heart is the mellifluent rhythm to my soul.

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Rhiannon thanks for your lovely comment. Not sure if I'm a cat person either but that said, they certainly have a presence and it's a soothing one.....mostly.

Hi love_writing, yes my cat knows things about me no other man or beast will ever know. We'll miss them won't we x

Philip, I tried not to be sentimental, it was quite hard but the cat would've hated that. Thanks for your compliment.

Accidentallyexisting thank you I hoped to do her justice, your words have reassured me that I have.

 

 

 

Submitted by celticman on

every-dream or so it seems, a feline fling. 

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

a fling indeed, thanks celtic, don't get me started on my dogs.

 

Submitted by loquaciousicity on

Beautiful trubute!

Beautiful poem!!!

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Submitted by Bee on

Having lost my two beautiful old cats a couple of years back -age 21 and 16, I found this very moving in its down to earth appreciation. It's beautiful - brought a lump to my throat reading. 

Bee

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Wow thank you for pick of the dayblush!

Thanks so much Terry!

Bee, thank you for your comment, it's hard to imagine life without her. Twenty one is really old (did he/she get a telegram from the Queen?), you must have looked after your two so well. Perhaps mine will go on a few years yet, although she'll have to learn to read all those signs I put up directing her to the litter tray! x

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Thanks harvey, lovely to know it made you happy.

 

Submitted by Jewel Serpent on

How fleeting these moments are! I loved this. I went through this phase where I rebelled against rhyme, but this just flowed so naturally :) 

Beautiful. 

Submitted by alexwritings on

Really lovely poem, Jane. xx

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Thanks so much Jewel Serpent and galeforce7! So nice to get you feedback x

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

I am so sorry, have only just read this while looking for the first of your Jack Mutant stories. It is so beautiful it is making me cry, remembering animals I have lost