Tuesday Haikusday: Naps

Apparently today is “National Napping Day.” I believe I just produced some lovely haiku about napping, and yet I am compelled to produce more to celebrate this most sacred of days.

Eh hem…
Crepes Haiku Zen Cat
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Grumble, grunt, and snore.
Outside, I am restless but
In my soul, I dream.
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I kick tiny paws
Running so hard I take off
Always on four feet.
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Curled into a ball
Tiny paws tucked on my nose
Fifteen times a day.
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What do you guys dream of while you nap?
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Love,
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Crepes. 

Tuesday Haikusday: Fur

The mood struck me to write about my fur. Sometimes, I let it grow. Sometimes, I barber it off. Hair is fluid. Hair is poetic. Eh hem…

Crepes Haiku Zen Cat

Soft, slick, smells like me
I wear my fur suit in stripes
ready to party.
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Grey, black, long, short, red
all these types within our home
like Benetton ads.
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Cat fur is perfect.
A bad hair day? No, never.
You envy me. #Truth.
What would you like to hear about next week?
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Love,
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Crepes.
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PS. Kitten season is coming.

Tuesday Haikusday: The Weather

Today, Dear Readers, I would like to wax poetic on the rather fickle nature of the recent weather. Eh hem…

Crepes Haiku Zen Cat

Snow. Wind. Sun. Rain. Dry.

Don’t know how to dress myself.

So I remain. Nude.

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Gentle, then raging.

Were I like this weather is

on meds I would be.

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Will it snow? or Shine?

Who knows what tomorrow holds?

Naps. Certainly naps.

How’s the weather treating all of you this week?

Tell me what haiku you’d like to hear next time.

Love,

Crepes.