Artwork Credit: Irina Redine


Cat in the garden

does not question whether she is

wild or safe.

News comes on scented air;

some relevant,

most not.

If there is danger

she will deal.

When danger passes

she will assess the damage

and move on.

Meanwhile she cares for basic needs:

eat  poop  love.

Sun on her back

in the garden.

About Mollie Hunt

Loves cats. Writes books.
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8 Responses to POEM: IN THE CAT GARDEN

  1. Timmy Tomcat says:

    In the garden we are all equal under a full moon

  2. Molly–this poem sums up feline behavior in such an eloquent and humorous way! The image is beautiful!

  3. Brian says:

    Lovely poem and beautiful art too.

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