Tuesday Haikusday: Napping

Good day, astute Readers.

I am glad you have returned for another installation of “Tuesday Haikusday.” Please join me as I wax poetic about “napping,” as suggested in a previous post by reader Sammy of One Spoiled Cat.

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Eh hem…

Soft pillow holds me
Molded to my body’s shape
While I nap so hard.
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In the dark I lie
Yet in my sleep, I’m truthful
Who can blame me now?
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A timeless, classic,
Ancient way to pass the time.
Sleep waits for no one.
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What do you want to hear about next time?
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Love,
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Crepes.
PS. Kitten season is coming.

 

Tuesday Haikusday: The Snow

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Today, I have decided to wax poetic about the snow or lack thereof.
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Hey snow, where are you?
I like watching through the glass
As you stop traffic.
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Floating down softly
seesawing through the crisp air
Touching down, lightly.
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You make the streets slick
Drivers are swearing while I
Relax and groom fur.
Love,
Crepes.
PS. I’m taking suggestions for next week’s Tuesday Haikusday topic. What’chu got?

Tuesday Haikusday: Books

You guys!

I thought I’d bring back some haiku today in honor of the book party we’re having tomorrow in support of Tree House! Eh hem…

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Papery softness

Supports my head while I nap.

Gently, I sniff you.

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Held up to her face

Taking attention from me

I punch your pages.

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Your pages crinkle

Gently, I chew your corners.

I digest knowledge.

If you don’t have a copy of Rescued yet, get one here.

And if you’re in the Chicago area, please come out tomorrow to meet the CATastrophes team and support Tree House.

Love,

Crepes.

PS. Here’s a video of me playing in slow motion. Ignore the grey cats. I’m the star.