The Ragtag Daily Prompt this morning is TEMPER. This verse-of-sorts is more about grief than temper, but here’s my response. Prompted by… Well, you’ll get the picture.
Temper
is a thousand-piece puzzle,
frustrating, slow going,
now over half done
resting nicely on a board
on the table –
or almost. A few inches
stick off but
safe enough.
Temper
is a suspicious cat
wanting to peer out
the dining room window
for possible adversaries
he may need to vanquish.
Temper
is a naughty cat —
a very naughty cat! —
leaping onto the table
to reach the sill
of the window beside.
Temper is a disgruntled cat
stepping on a surface
that suddenly tilts
and falls away
from under his paws.
Frantically he retreats.
Temper
is a mad dash
to see what made
that funny crash
in the dining room.
Temper
is an aggrieved board,
one end on a chair,
with its thousand-piece
puzzle scattered
on the floor beneath —
while the cat sprawls
calmly nearby.
Temper
is me, picking up pieces —
hours of work
undone in a flash!
I heave a long sigh.
Might as well write a poem.
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Oh dear! I can just picture the cat laying nearby while you pick up the pieces!
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Yep. Innocence personified. 😦
Mind you, he did come over to see why I was crawling around nose-to-floor, pulling out pieces from under the cupboard under the window.
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That cat…
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Exactly. Good thing I’m not given to violent tempers. 🙂
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🤣🐈
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Cool! 🙂
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Thanks for replying. 🙂
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Oh dear…. I had a feeling that little bit over would be the cause of something! Cats are great, aren’t they? 🙄
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I wish I’d had that feeling before the cat-astrophe. 🙂
Yes they are, but there are times…
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No kidding.
I can say I’m in no rush to have another pet…
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Much as we like our cats, there are advantages to a pet-free home. Seems so many people have allergies these days.
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My kids moved out and with them, their cats. My daughter moved back in for a month with her cat while she recuperated from her operation. I can honestly say that I realised how much I was done with pet fur…
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I can’t imagine what my reaction would have been!
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Perhaps I don’t have the energy for heavy dramatics anymore. 😉 I comfort myself that it was free, got in an exchange with a friend. The greatest “value” was the hours put in. Sob!
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