Not Haiku

The cold wakes us up.

The young cat squeaks & squibbles

& runs around as usual.

The old cat & I plod toward the heater.

Sharing the space, we get warm.

My cat--

My cat--
a furry oval in

a rectangle of bright sun.

10/22/2018

October's cool sun--

a fuzzy cat reclines,

soaking it in.

Sorta Kinda Tanka

Bleary and dull,

moving through life half asleep.

And yet, there are cats

and the sound of rain on a roof

and the smell of fresh apples.

Two Senryu? Two Somethings.

Waking a cat --
a flurry of furry fear,
then the look of Death.

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My back hurts again.
The weeds in the garden
rejoice!

Red leaves falling...

Red leaves falling -- 
Cat watches birds in the rain 
from the window.

A Couple Versions

Cat head disappears
into a ball of fur --
apples bake, birds tweet.

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Cat head disappears
into a ball of fur --
winds blow browning leaves.

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Winds blow browning leaves--
cat's head disappears
into a ball of fur.

A Couple Versions

Cat head disappears
into a ball of fur --
apples bake, birds tweet.

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Cat head disappears
into a ball of fur --
winds blow browning leaves.

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Winds blow browning leaves--
cat's head disappears
into a ball of fur.

Written Yesterday

Two cats sleeping --
one using my foot
as her pillow. 

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Two cats sleep -- 
one balled-up ball of fur snores,
one a silent oval.

I hope that some of the love for these two I feel has come across. I love my cats SO MUCH! 

Joy of being fat...

Joy of being fat:
cat lies on my hip, happy
to find padding there.

Fearless, bright cricket

Fearless, bright cricket--
on the other side of the glass,
a wistful cat.

9/27/15

Whiskers tickle,
paws-- with just a tad of claw--
Well, I'm awake now.

The rushing of freeways

The rushing of freeways--
a small white and grey stray sneaks
past, alone. 

The cats and I watch...

The cats and I watch
the white butterfly for
different reasons.

Not for the Blog Challenge, Just Kinda a Haiku

My lap, filled with warmth,
soft fur, and purring; eyes closed
as I think of god.

A placid shrewdness

A placid shrewdness
turns to laser focus as
the cat stalks its prey.