September 5, 2012

 

 

 

 

 

He’s an independent creature

who really knows his mind.

He is cautious around strangers

until they prove that they are kind.

 

He moves with stealth and arrogance,

ever watchful all the while.

Never missing to see any chance

through those eyes, that beguile.

 

He uses us at times

but we love him and that’s that.

I’m speaking of our friend,

the great domestic cat.

 

 

 

 

As I walked over the bridge today

I looked down and saw a large carp

motionless in the river. It lay on its

side, cushioned by the water lillies.

It was complete in every part,

but I knew it to be dead.

It looked at peace with god and man.

I walked on, but couldn’t help thinking

‘how short had been it’s life span’.

 

 

August 30, 2012

 

 

We learn from animals

the power of the unspoken word.

 

 

 

 

 

Her faithful sheepdog, Bongo

loved to carry tins home from the shop.

But as the weight became heavier,

into the bushes, the tin he would drop.

 

To his mistress this went unnoticed,

until at her gate she arrived displeased,

as neighbours said ‘Bongo’s mum is back,

she’s lost another tin of peas’

 

 

August 29, 2012

 

 

It’s the way you pull the udders

that gets the milk flowing free.

We’re fighting for our survival.

Here, pass the bucket to me.

 

Every drop of this is priceless.

‘Dairy farming’ is in our genes.

If this lot all collapses,

we’ll have to grow peas and beans!

 

 

August 27, 2012

 

 

Run along the garden wall,

and tip-toe over the fence.

Then return tomorrow for another crumb,

if indeed you’ve any sense.

 

 

 

 

August 17, 2012

 

 

A family member

with a heart of gold.

Years of devotion

and joy untold.

 

Never moody

or ever blue.

A wonderful temperament

and love so true.

 

Loyalty and trust

so paramount.

Always on you, we knew

we could count.

 

We couldn’t forsake you

when your illness came.

Because to us you were

exactly the same.

 

We battled through

those difficult days.

Together we survived

and developed new ways.

 

Though you’re gone now Megan

you’ll always be

the light in our life

though you couldn’t see.

 

 

 

 

We are ‘ in between’ cat’s

and at first it was nice.

Though now we are finding,

we’ve one or two mice.

 

The house has been ‘flea free’,

and there’s no more sick piles,

or hair’s on the carpets,

or whoopies on the tiles.

 

There’s no constant me-owing,

or being bossed around,

by those most demanding of creatures,

who are so profound.

 

But I fear we are weakening

with each passing day.

And I think there’ll soon be,

another puss here to stay!

 

 

 

 

 

‘It’s no use being maudlin’

Georgette said to Fred.

‘I know how much you loved him,

but your goldfish now is DEAD!’

 

 

 

 

August 11, 2012

 

 

He tugged at her skirt.

He was desperate to go

and find a free lamppost,

outside in the snow.

 

 

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