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Sunday, January 18, 2009

J - Sunday's Alphabet Prompt

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Suggested prompt...
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Give this kitty a J name and his own poem.



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Juniper Breeze
Is naught but a sleaze
Though the name does not imply
A freeloader, a bum,
Not skinny, but plump
The epitome of nine lives.

At sunrise he bathes
On Gossamer Lane
For breakfast he's found at the Ford's
Next it's the Hudson's
For a nap in the sun
At least until he gets bored.

By lunch time he's perched
Between Oak Street and Birch
To stalk all the families there
There's the Smallwoods, the Jones,
The Lowrys and the Fatones
The Michaels, the Bards, and O'Hares.

After dinner he finds
A spot to unwind
Propped up on a tree or a fence
Then he'll sing through the night
A song of delight
Because tomorrow he'll do it again.

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Cynthia



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10 comments:

Irish Gumbo said...

Jezebel staring
This winter's day, her crook
Grabs my swollen heart

I.N.Kwell said...

James was a spoiled litte thing
Not a pauper, not a prince but a king!

As a kitten in a litter
He was younger but not much thinner
Than all his older sisters.

His tail was permenantly curved
And inspired this medly of words.

Cynthia said...

Juniper Breeze
Is naught but a sleaze
Though the name does not imply
A freeloader, a bum,
Not skinny, but plump
The epitome of nine lives.

At sunrise he bathes
On Gossamer Lane
For breakfast he's found at the Ford's
Next it's the Hudson's
For a nap in the sun
At least until he gets bored.

By lunch time he's perched
Between Oak Street and Birch
To stalk all the families there
There's the Smallwoods, the Jones,
The Lowrys and the Fatones
The Michaels, the Bards, and O'Hares.

After dinner he finds
A spot to unwind
Propped up on a tree or a fence
Then he'll sing through the night
A song of delight
Because tomorrow he'll do it again.

Simply Heather said...

I'm also posting this on my site with pictures of her....

JOJI - The Kitty who found Home

She thought that life was pretty good on the farm, this little kitty. Every day she’d find someone’s attention. She’d play with the cows and the birds. She found milk and tender morsels of nature to eat. She didn’t even know that there was more to life…than this life that she lived on the farm.

Then one day, she noticed him. This one man coming to gather up the cows caught her eyes. She felt a twinge of desire inside of her and she knew that she needed to get his attention. She realized that he came to see the cows and not her, but it didn’t matter because he was there. She waited for the perfect moment to be noticed. This was the moment. She trudged through the muck, watching his legs as they quickly stepped one by one. At last, he was still and she ran as fast as she could to reach him. Finally finding his leg, she rubbed; sharing her love with him.

She found herself waiting for the same time every day, to meet up with her friend; the one that gave her this touch of love. Every day, he came and he’d talk to her. She felt so important when she was with him. She looked forward to each new day, and then it all changed. Something drastic happened. She didn’t really understand it all but she knew that she wasn’t in the same place.

She found herself surrounded by different cows and a different home. This place wasn’t warm and friendly. It was different here and her good sense told her that it wasn’t a happy place. She found a comfortable spot to lay for a nap and she fell asleep wondering if her friend would come to see her here. She realized when she awoke that he wasn’t coming; instead, she was welcomed by a bunch of other cats, mean cats. They slapped her and scowled, hissed and scratched her. They were mean, not like her brothers and sisters at the other place. Each day went by and she longed to see her friend again, but he never came.

One morning, she woke up to hear a rumbling outside of the barn. It scared her quite a bit, so she found a place to hide. She heard footsteps coming toward the door and she trembled with fear inside. When the door opened, the light shone in and all that she was able to see was a black appearance standing in the door. Then, she heard his voice. It was her friend and everything inside of her warmed up with love; a feeling that she hadn’t felt since she was brought here.

She ran out of her hidey spot, right up to him. “I’m here”, she said in the only way that she could. She rubbed his leg and rolled on the ground in front of him. She couldn’t contain herself. He touched her and spoke his words of love to her; then he left…again.

Her friend came back to see her, the next day and the day after that; just like he did at the other place. She waited, every day to see him. She fell asleep one night excited to see him the next day when she opened her eyes. When she woke up this new day, she felt something different in the air. She could almost smell it but she didn’t understand it; then he came. He spoke the same words of love to her that day, but he also picked her up and looked at her. She saw his eyes for the first time, and she knew…she knew what that feeling was that woke her this morning. He said, “Come on little kitty, you’re coming home with me today.”

~ This is a true story, with an added emphasis. My husband worked on the farm for a few years when he was approached by this sweet little kitty one day. It did all happen as in the story, I can’t say that she felt the way that she did but I will tell you that she appreciated that new feeling that was sensed when she woke up that morning, the feeling that she saw in his eyes…that feeling of “HOME”. We named her “JOJI (joe-gee), which is the Japanese word for “farmer”.

Jen said...

Jasper spent his days warming in the sun,
lounging across a tree branch,
along with his cat friend Casper.

The two were in cahoots to get the mouse family that had moved into the their tree's roots.

Shenanigans! Hijinks!

Jasper's tail
will remain
permanently arched,
methinks.

CDB said...

@Heather, I loved your story!! That was so sweet.

J is for JELLYBEAN

Jellybean was an old cat
10, maybe 15, and fat
He kept to himself
Put himself on top shelf
And waited for each meager pat.

babbler said...

"Everyone here is so talented!" The cat thought to himself, as he read each comment......

Then he challenged it. "I must give myself a name, then perhaps I shall obtain, my precious few minutes of fame. The name, in question, shall start with a "J".

He then flicked his tail in a most provocative way. What was left behind is precisely what you are reading, today!

By the way, he named himself Joachim, it came to him while he was wide awake in a dream.

Echo said...

Just look at that
must be a cat
Jumping joe his friends all know
A jolly story
to bad there's not morey.

Lorelei said...

A Cat Named Jump

If I had a cat I’d name her Jump./
She’d fly from table to floor,/
from floor to windowsill./
She’d jump to catch her tail/
but never quite make it./
She’d jump from shade/
into a pool of sunshine/
just for the fun of it./
Jump wouldn’t need catnip/
because she’d be full/
with the joy and juice/
of the universe.

SSQuo said...

All of these were lovely and so enjoyable to read. I especially love the name 'Jump' - so unique.