Poem -
Cats Of The Alley
In the backs of houses
I'd soon discover,
likely to become an admirer,
because I cannot come
to call myself a cat lover.
Late at night
staring out the window darkness,
imagining....all those creaturesÂ
roaming nightly,Â
a dozen
pairs of shining yellow eyes
peer right back at me.
These feral instinctive animalsÂ
I find at times so odd,
gathered by the openings
with a certain look on their faces
and in that lookÂ
it makes them appear so alone;
Day in, day out
watching them striveÂ
their alley habitatÂ
wondering......
wouldn't they prefer a master,Â
who provides foodÂ
and a warm comfy home.
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DUDE!!... you have been doing some stuff I can totally relate to this morning..... my family has always owned cats (or rather my mother I should say)........ when one dies its replaced the next day...... funny thing is same can never be tamed completely and stay out all night..... usually leaving some offering on the back porch for my mom..... like a squirrel or a  bird...... they're feral for sure........I Love the observant aspect of this...... your watching them in the night.......ALL STARS!!.... cool read bro!!...... talk soon...... peace and hair grease!!......T xo. ?ââ´âł
Thanks TT. The inspiration comes from my neighbor who has anywhere from six to a dozen cats in her backyard and of course they always roam all over mine, and the summer time wooh! That is one stinky ass backyard. Im more of a dog lover but I do have a bit of admiration for cats because of their alpha-ness to them. I do know when they leave dead animals it is an offering of thanks which is pretty interesting. They do get on my nerves at times but after five years of coexisting with them im over it. Peace brother.