IN OUR TWOSOME KITCHEN

In our twosome kitchen -
on the glazed cupboard door -
hangs a tiny wooden heart
by a blood red ribbon.

The heart is not alone:
Beside it is a tiny bell
and a small brass disk
on which are lightly engraved
the letters L, U, D and O.

If I jiggle the ribbon
the bell jingles, and all
the remaining feline ears
within this tranquil house
prick up - I'm sure with sorrow.

For me, now, as tomorrow,
tears fill my ancient eyes.

Beside these things that hang,
on an adjoining handle,
my wife has a small plaque
engraved with soothing words:
'A cat's purr never lies'

Unfortunately, it dies.

© Griffonner 2022



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Written on 2022-01-13 at 13:05

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D G Moody
Kipling, as he so often did, summed it up:

'Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.'

That was about his dog, but the same will hold true for any creature that we love. As always Allen you say what needs to be said.

Dougie
2022-01-14


MetaPoetics The PoetBay support member heart!
I can relate to your poem. Poignant and so very gentle!
2022-01-14


Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
Pets are more than pets, There part of our family.
Sad and poignant poem
2022-01-14


shells
This was a timely read for me, as our cat died 6 yrs ago yesterday, your final two lines are the truth. Despite the sadness of the poem, I enjoyed it.
2022-01-13



Missing anything is a hardship, more so people, pets, but I could see you in your kitchen. Well reflected .
2022-01-13


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
So gentle and sad.
2022-01-13