Connie Yost Poems
'She's busy making coffee', said the pup.
'Yah', said the cat, 'she just got up'.
'We all just got up' said the pup.
'Yah', said the cat, 'she's filling her cup'.
'Now we get our breakfast', said the pup.
'I think so', said the cat, 'our breakfast, yup'.
'Good morning', said she, 'is everyone up'
'Is everyone ready to dine and sup? '
'She didn't sleep much', said the cat.
'Yah', said the pup, 'I'm very aware of that'.
'TV wasn't good', said the cat, 'pee-yew'
'Yah', said the pup, 'I'm aware of that too,
She had a nagging pain in her ...
She Silently Cries
Somewhere on the plains the stripped tiger cats roar,
Somewhere a young tigress is pacing the floor.
Behind heavy bars and she hasn't a clue,
Confusion and loneliness deeper than blue.
She felt the small stinging blocking her senses,
She didn't know man or high covered fences.
But she knows of them now with absolute fears,
Bequeathed to the plains stay her innocent years.