The Poetry Game, Sort Of

[joecool]

Those eyes,
Those eyes.
Like little pools of green,
Into which,
I may disappear,
Never to be seen.

Psychedelic,
Not quite angelic,
Those eyes speak,
Of thoughts beyond mine.

Worshipped once,
Perhaps again,
Wouldn't that be swell?
All of us men,
Bowed before a kitty?
Caliki, you are so lucky.
So lucky,
To be mine.

 

[sweetiecat3]

(my cat's name is Sweetie, her nickname is Sweetums, this is about her)

My Sweetie

Sweetie

Sweet,
the kitty is so sweet.
Dear,
she is a little dear.
Loving,
look how she is so loving!

Sweetie

Playful,
that kitten is so playful!
Pretty,
kitty is really pretty.
Cute,
this kitty is really cute.


Sweetums

Sweet,
my cat has a face ever so sweet.
Dear,
this cat is so dear to me.
Loving,
my cat has always been kind and loving.

Sweetums

Playful,
my cat is ever so playful, when she feels like it.
Pretty,
my cat is so beautiful and pretty.
Cute,
she is still cute as ever-
-but even when she isn't so cute
anymore, those days
months
when she endures sickness
and death
I still know that
her mind is playful
her soul is pretty
her intentions and thoughts are cute....
I will always be on her side,
by her side
I'll love her, no matter looks nor anything else.
ALWAYS.

...not a very good poem, but I just wanted to write somethin' about my Sweetums.

If you didn't get it, the first 2 paragraphs/sections, whatever you wanna call them are when I hardly knew her, first saw her, thought about her and named her Sweetie. The other 2 are about when I had had her for awhile, gotten to know her, love her, etc. That's why the first part says 'Sweetie', her name, and the second part says 'Sweetums'....