Glen Kappy

Gold Star - 60,959 Points (June 30,1948 / New York, NY USA)

My Labors Ceased - Poem by Glen Kappy

Labor Day morning
and now when I would be at school
I sit before my window
as sun pours in
with feet propped up
and aging cat on lap.

She in stylish white and black
matches my black tee
and her head is still enough
to count the whiskers
above her eyes—
eight exactly on each side.
(The ones around her mouth
are harder to number
though I try.)

Snugly settled here
she would stay
as long as I would sit
shifting only slightly
with her gentle motor
idling all the while.

When I have ceased
from all my labors
how much like this?
All that happens on the earth
a muffled background?
The golden hairs
on my own hands
as vivid
in celestial light?

Topic(s) of this poem: cat, heaven, labor, labor day

Form: Free Verse


Comments about My Labors Ceased by Glen Kappy

  • Valsa GeorgeValsa George (2/26/2020 9:52:00 AM)

    The relaxed mood, both you and the cat share, can be easily felt! It is an arresting scene so picturesque! The cat lying in your lap must be enjoying the warmth and love you provide. Cats love to be pampered and petted and they make the purring sound as a sign of contentment! A lovely poem and a sure 10 (Report)Reply

    Glen KappyGlen Kappy(3/19/2020 10:11:00 AM)

    Glad you liked it, Valsa. This is one I rediscovered and am myself glad I did. -Glen

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (1/20/2020 8:12:00 PM)

    There is something hypnotic and therapeutic about a cat taking over our lap and purring its content with life. After a while, I too relax and feel contentment with life. (Report)Reply

    Glen KappyGlen Kappy(1/21/2020 6:56:00 AM)

    hey, susan! thanks for reading this and commenting. on your murder of crows poem, if i missed the message, at least it can be said you weren't obvious, didn't bludgeon me with it. (: > ;) > -glen

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  • Laurie Van Der HartLaurie Van Der Hart (1/12/2020 6:33:00 AM)

    You captured the atmosphere and feeling of these moments very well, Glen. It interests me how the affection of a cat has such a strong effect on people. Our cat has brought out the softer side of my boys. Your last stanza a clever connection extension of your title and introduction. So you want to be a purring cat on God’s lap? (Report)Reply

    Glen KappyGlen Kappy(1/12/2020 9:49:00 AM)

    hey, laurie! i guessed it was your comment before i saw your name. thank you for it. of course traditionally it's abraham's bosom that's the goal, as in the story of lazarus and the rich man. mainly i was thinking/feeling of the qualities of light and shalom, that total kind of peace suggested by that hebrew word. as with your sons, having cats was important in nurturing the softer side of our sons. hoping you're tip top, glen

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  • Jez BurlJez Burl (1/10/2020 5:14:00 PM)

    You have created a vivid aura of serenity in this poem, sir Glen. Great one! I enjoyed reading this with my cup of tea this morning.10+++++ (Report)Reply

    Glen KappyGlen Kappy(1/10/2020 6:21:00 PM)

    o good! i treasure my quiet moments, and i just had a cup of tea myself to warm me up—it was cold and windy here today. thank you once again for reading and commenting. all the best to you! -glen

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 29, 2019



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