Creature Comforts

By skinner_jennifer

Tue, 19 Aug 2014
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Within the lick of passing glow,

leaping with determination;

chasing moths vision ablaze,

as wings flutter without purpose.

 

A mischievous nature led her to me,

with charismatic features so compelling;

like gazing at the Northern lights...eyes

sparkling vivid with resolute awareness,

 

symbol of Motherhood never frightened her;

two lost kittens in presence she did rear,

cushioned by beating of a loving heart,

where dreams of butterflies in mind did flirt.

 

Weak was her fault, privileges she was never allowed,

though aspects of her were funny, nerves were frazzled;

suffering the cruel brother – sister assaults added pain,

but with me she found her peace of mind giving humility.

 

 

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Submitted by celticman on

humility in poetry and person. Nice one.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thanks for reading Celticman,

Seta was a Turkish Van cat that was covered in deep cuts when I rescued her.  She was kept in a cage with her brothers and sisters who continued to taunt and fight her.  It was such a relief to save Seta from the pain she was in.  I had her for many years,  but sadly had to part with her,  it was a very painful experience and one I would never want to go through again.

Any way it was nice of you to let me know your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Bee on

Even if you parted with her, you gave her back the life she deserved. I had one, too - called Bailey. He was devoted. Always at the tap, or trying to get in the bath, though. Lovely poem, Jenny. I sensed an underlying sadness, but it's happy too. I kept looking at her picture because she reminded me of my boy.

Bee

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Lovely observations of how sharing our lives with animals show us so much.

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thanks so much for reading this poem ArcaneEagle,

I liked that you thought the rhythm added to the emotion of the moment,  that's a lovely thing to say.

Yes you're right she did find peace in the end.

Again many thanks.

Jenny.  smiley

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there Bee,

I was interested to hear that you had a Turkish Van Cat too,  they are incredibly loving cats and even love to swim,  which is probably why your cat Bailey tried to get in the bath.

You're right about there being an underlying saddness,  I had to give her up in the end because when I moved they wouldn't let me keep cats and it did break my heart to part with her.

I had two other cats,  a brother and sister called Honey and Misty which I got from the cats protection.  Misty is also in the photo. Seta loved Mothering them and Misty the female loved her doting,  but Honey the brother wouldn't let Seta dote...a typical ginger Tom...he was very independant,  but Misty was frightened of her own shadow and very timid,  so enjoyed the attention Seta gave her.

Thank you so much for your interesting comment,  I enjoyed reading and it was nice to know you liked the poem.

Jenny.  smiley

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hello Phillip,

yes you're so right,  being able to share life with animals is very special,  though I find it too painful when they have to leave or die,  so I don't have them around anymore,  just enjoy feeding the birds and watching the wild creatures now.

Appreciate your kind words and thank you for stopping by and reading.

Jenny.  smiley

 

Submitted by well-wisher on

This poem is loving and tender while being, at the same time, unsentimental and gritty which makes it all the more moving and descriptions like:

"with charismatic features so compelling;

like gazing at the Northern lights...eyes

sparkling vivid with resolute awareness"

all the more beautiful because they're real and true and from the heart.

Furthermore, I didn't realize at first that it was about a cat. I thought it was about a human person because you describe the cats psychology which I thought was very innovative and shows that you obviously have a very deep emmotional connection with animals.

I really felt this was a beautiful poem.

 

 

 

Oh look, a link. I wonder where it leads.

JoHn

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hello JoHn,

thank you so much for your kind words,  you're right about her sounding like a person,  as I always thought of her as a good friend rather than just a cat.  She would give me many hours of pleasure when playing as a kitten,  but as she got older it was as if her memories from past experiences caught up with her, she became quite nervous of strangers and would hide away from anyone she didn't know.

It was so nice to hear from you and I really appreciated you thoughts.

Thanks again.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

'Chasing moths, vision ablaze', yes Jenny I could tell Seta was real, right from the first lines of your beautifully descriptive poem.

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Good afternoon Elsie,

it's so good to hear from you and I hear you've been on holiday.  I'm so glad you were able to get away and hopefully come back refreshed.

Really glad you enjoyed reading this piece...it kind of summed up Seta in every way.  She was a treasure,  as is your comment.

Thank you so much.

Jenny.  smiley