mr tubular too-two

commission work, ain’t an easy thing to do

especially when iterations make you blue

this here one, was not much fun

glad i was when it got done!

the tubes of hair—too large at first

wire too thick—it made me curse!

i calmed my mind, got back to work

with head at ease, i then rework

persistence finally got me through

i’m pleased—hopefully you are too!

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pom-pom cat

mr gaia is my luscious muse

i create while he dost snooze

a new creation i shalt unveil

with pom-poms of a grander scale

this choker it is not old news

i know for me it does enthuse!

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whorled steel and orbs of hair so fine

a statement piece—this new design

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f i n i s h e d !

Metro Cat

For weeks and weeks I fussed then cursed

My mind was trapped and at its worst

No creative thoughts were to be found

My mental state had run aground!

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I begged my kitty—help me please

I badly need your expertise!

With Thinking Turban on his nod

Designs soon flew—and none too soon!

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And now, let’s see him strut his stuff

With Metro Cat he sure looks tough!

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City kitties metro statement in fur and steel.  One “tough” looking cat he is.

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Choker necklace. Steel, cat hair and stainless steel jump rings.

a false start

Be bold! Be sharp! Is what I caught

From kitty Gaia’s train of thought

So off I went, to make with zeal

A necklace, of fur and steel

A work of art, that would appeal

To Gaia—and end this ordeal

But no, that would have been too smart

It didn’t work. Tomorrow? Another start.

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Gaia: “I don’t think I like it.”

toy with a spring!

This is one of Meow’s Favorite Things. . .

Behind a door amongst puffs of dust

The prey awaits kitty cat lust.

Now paw extends, now teeth do grasp

A squirming prize at last.

To life it comes when dropped or flung—

Whole minutes of kitty cat fun!

Play with me! wiggle thing

A happy Meow’s heart shalt sing!

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newspaper balls ! ! !

And more of Meow’s favorite things! Newspaper balls.

Meow’s a simple boy

Who loves a simple toy.

If it moves

His energy grooves.

Rolled up paper runs like prey

Catch it! Jump it! Fling it–this way!

Ripped and chewed

Ravaged trophies strewn.

There he lies

Sleeping off exhaustion—by and by.

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tuna that sticks to my paw and my nose-e

One of Meow’s Favorite Things: Tuna!

I love a-love a-love, my tuna fish!

Out of the can or in my dish.

Its fishy smell and oily taste,

I’ve gotta have it all, there’s none to waste!

Now all’s gone, my belly’s stuffed, I ate too much!

I’m tired now, but I’m a cat and cats must groom—

A tuna scrap! I guess my belly still has room!

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Birdies that fly bye-bye on wings

These are a few of Meow’s Favorite Things!

Birdies, birdies, flutter and squeak, up in the air,

Fly down, come visit, my kitty cat lair.

All day I watch thee, in yonder sky

And how ye tempt me, bye and bye.

Mine whiskers flick and mouth dost chatter,

A little closer. Please. And rest your wings on empty platter!

Cream-Colored Blankets

And on we go with Meow’s Favorite Things: Cream-colored blankets!

Snug-a-lug-lug,

A little bed bug,

In Missy’s bed,

Under the spread.

Cream-colored flannels,

Nappy and warm,

Enfold and tuck,

Such kitty cat luck

And catnapping bliss.

And there he stays,

Snoozing away,

While Missy’s gone for the day.

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