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TITLE: Country Animals
By Clyde Blakely
03/23/07
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I wrote this as a tribute to my wife. A very sensitive individual who happens to love cats (and many other creatures). She had recently lost our favorite cat, Muffin. We live in the country so we get many "throw-away" cats.

Would like a poet's critique as I'm just beginning to learn. Thank you and God bless.
Country Animals

Ah, the country life and animals
Goats, sheep, chickens.
As many dogs as you want.
Wild animals galore
Coyote howls, raccoon stealings,
Possum visits, glimpses of cougar,
Bear, bobcat.
Back to nature.

Came the throw away cats
Left on the road.
Oh, how many?!
Muffin came first,
Darling of all.
In our hearts for life.
Shadow came next, swaggering Shadow,
Almost grown.
Poisoned by a neighbor.
Toby, mischievous Toby.
Sleep with us, climb on everything.
Leukemia.
We loved you Toby.
Bobbie, no ears, no tail.
Hide from everyone.
Snuggling under our covers.
Jigs, what a purr.
Don’t hold me
Let me walk beside you.
Sally, silly Sally.
Between rain storms
Frightened, Please take me in.
Roxie, open wound,
Skinny, scared, hungry,
Full of love.
What became of Whiskers,
Fluffy, Peaches, Charlie?

Back to nature?
Coyote howls, raccoon stealings,
Possum visits, glimpses of cougar,
Bear, bobcat.

Then came Marble,
Slowly.
Years seen here.
Years seen there.
Wide eyed, low to the ground, darting.

Cat food under the shed -
Gone.
Months go by.
Cold, rainy, lonely.
Food in the garage – gone.
Food in the utility room – gone.
Food in the cat carrier – door shut.
Fixed, home to recoup.
Loving, leg rubbing, purring,
Glad to be home.
Gone for days,
back.
Gone for weeks,
back.
Gone.
Months, no Marble.
Back to nature?
Calling, sadness.
Calling, sadness.

Jade, abused kitty.
Rescued.
Jigs’ adopted daughter.
What playful joy!
Restless.
I want out.
Cat door.
Bad dog.

“No more cats!”
A wife’s crying heart.

New moon…new moons.
Muffled cry?
Behind the door?
MARBLE!
OH, MARBLE!
Under feet, rub, rub, rub.
I never want to leave again!

Ah, the country life and animals!
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