Steve Nestor

My Mistake - Poem by Steve Nestor

One looked like ginger candy floss,
One tabby, the other pure white.
They sat there not giving a toss,
Not one of them grieving my loss.
Their eyes are so bright in the night.

I wander as close as I dare
Without disturbing the trio.
A deep, low growl leaves the lair,
The scent of fresh rump fills the air.
Their eyes are so bright that they glow.

The noises like dripping bath taps
Nag away like Andy Capp's wife.
They draw my eyes down to the scraps
Of raw flesh, no longer under wraps.
Their eyes are so bright, full of life.

Their chewing, biting and licks were
Confession enough to condemn.
Even without the meaty purr
And the blood stained beard of fur.
Their eyes are so bright, halogen

My impish felines had a treat
Because of my foolish mistake
Of leaving a prime cut of meat,
A sniff from the spot where they eat.
Their eyes are so bright, full of steak.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Inspired by my three cats after a piece of steak was stolen from the kitchen worktop! !

Comments about My Mistake by Steve Nestor

  • Brian Jani (6/15/2014 4:00:00 PM)

    You nailed this one man, keep it up (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 17, 2012

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