Cat Bloggers Oversleep, but Check Out Their Poem Suggestions for National Poetry Month
By Guest Bloggers Sammie and Sheba, assisted by Paul Krivonos, ACE Board Member.
Hello Darlings. Sammie and Sheba here. Getting ready for a cat nap, but poetry first!
We’re glad that Eleanor, the cat, has jumped in to support the poets at Oakland International High School. And congratulations to the school’s winners of the ACE Poetry Contest. Paws up to Helen and her winning poem – our masters also go nowhere without charging their phone, although they are not so efficient regarding cat treats.
If you are wondering why there haven’t been more cat posts in relation to all of the dog posts, just remember the old cat proverb (from our very most favorite book, Francesco Marciuliano’s fabulous tome, I Could Pee on This, And Other Poems by Cats):
They say there are
Twenty-four hours in a day
But I’m only up for three of them
And two I consider overtime
That’s also the reason we didn’t get our blog in until after the poetry contest was over—we overslept.
We would like to add a couple of poems to finish off National Poetry Month, though. We did want to write a poem ourselves, but again fell asleep half way through, so we each borrowed a couple of our favorites from Francesco. (Although we are sisters from the same litter, we have a bit of a love-hate relationship, so we could decide on only one for both of us, but we also wanted to each present our own favorite).
Sheba’s choice is called, BUSY, BUSY
It’s 8A.M. and time to rest
It’s 10A.M. and time to relax
It’s 3P.M. and time for repose
It’s 6P.M. and time for siesta
It’s 9P.M. and time for slumber
It’s midnight and time to snooze
It’s 4A.M. and time to hang upside down
From your bedroom ceiling, screaming
Sammie’s choice is called, CLOSED DOOR
LET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME IN
LET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME IN
LET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME IN
LET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME IN
LET ME IN LET ME I-
Oh, uh, hello
I did not expect an answer
I did not expect an entrance
I did not expect this room to be so unbelievably dull
So, uh, goodbye
Here’s the one poem that we both could decide is worth blogging about:
THIS IS MY CHAIR
This is my chair
This is my couch
This is my bed
This is my bench
This is my chaise
This is my settee
Those are my footstools
Those are my rugs
Everywhere is my place to sleep
Perhaps you should just get a hotel room
That’s enough from us for now. It’s you humans’ turn to come up with some great poetry like cats do—oops, you have already done so.
Our congratulations to the winners: Tai, Miguel, and Helen. But now it’s time for another nap for us cats.