Walter Kitty! Poem by Denis Martindale

My cat stays safe within my house
From all that snow outside,
Wherein there dwells no single mouse
And that I say with pride!
Yet that darn cat has plans and schemes
Beyond this cold, cold day
And when he sleeps, he sometimes dreams
Of those on which to prey...

I call him Walter Kitty since
He daydreams all the time,
Of thwarting dogs like Rex and Prince
With cheetah speeds sublime...
He wants to be a mountaineer,
Climb taller than a tree
And never to look down with fear,
The best that he can be!

I've seen him stare across the street
With wistful looks so calm,
To watch birds fly and hear them tweet
For they won't come to harm...
They know that Walter Kitty's there,
But he can't do a thing,
They taunt him, make him stop and stare,
They mock him as they sing!

But Walter Kitty knows their game!
He's wise to every ploy!
When he's outside he shows no shame,
Those birdies to annoy!
With eyes as big as goldfish bowls
He glances left and right,
To see each postman as he strolls
Or pizza guys at night...

Yes, Walter's waiting, pausing still,
No catflap yet installed,
Or else he'd climb that yonder hill
Like Everest enthralled!
Or sit upon some car roof while
The passing humans sighed,
To shake his paw and with a smile
Think they were brave they tried...

For Walter can be cruel or kind,
A hero now and then,
Depending on his frame of mind
Or hungry once again!
Cat food can't feed his appetites,
My cat was born to stray..
That's why he scratches, claws and bites
When he goes out to play!


Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2013.