one week of brushing yields piles of fluff
what to do? craft s’more that cat hair stuff!
nimble hands now roll now shape then form
that mound of hair? it’s now transformed!
now see, for words cannot express
wild cat exuberance! yes, Yes! Y E S !
the fur piles
cat wildness one
cat wildness two
cat eyeing the hairy toy
i’m done with necklace number three
t’was balls of fun—let’s shout WHOOPEE!
what’s next?—i think i’ll take a break
but mostly it’s for Gaia’s sake
commission three of 3
a little advertising won’t hurt
but will it dish out the pay dirt?
because, i’m one terrifying trend
that might portend or offend
and on cracked.com you’ll find the buzz
that cat hair stuff is anything but fuzz
yes, they can humor me all the same
but just you wait
cat hair jewelry will put them to shame!
cracked.com: HAIRBALLS—not just choking hazards for cats anymore!
days then months, they’ve gone by
no sales—me wonders why?
like the weather, it’s hard to measure
and so i languished in my displeasure
* * *
with patience, the storm turned round
a sale! it really does confound!
lick, lick, lick, then pull, pull, pull
before i know, a massive hole!
the thunder coat, it hugs him tight
and calms him down so he won’t bite
a flea? Or is it just an allergy?
ah, the suchness of a malady
white orb earring swings—
raspy tongue washes
tuna freckled vibrissae
little cat feet, little cat feet
softly paddle down the street
slinking like fog with wispy paws
cool and silent; no clicking claws
then puff! he’s gone, he did not pause
but left his print—a white cat paw
> * * <
white paw print—captured in a choker necklace.
a m e m e n t o m o r i
thine orb of hair I wear
tis a bud of love so fair.
but O to love is wrought with pain
as summer surely turns to rain.
death brags with his eternal kiss
but speak not of thy love I miss.
hither now please take your rest
forever thy love betwixt my breasts.
> * * < in memory of toby
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!
> * * <
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!
> * * <
And now, let’s see him strut his stuff
With Metro Cat he sure looks tough!
City kitties metro statement in fur and steel. One “tough” looking cat he is.
Choker necklace. Steel, cat hair and stainless steel jump rings.
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.
Gaia: “I don’t think I like it.”