In a house full of cats, strays, unwanted, feral,
a man called himself the king of these beasts.
He fed them and pretended to find them homes.
The whole place stank of ammonia and tuna.
A man called himself the king of these beasts
who made his house their lair and didn’t mind
the whole place stank of ammonia and tuna.
Every day, this king shoveled boxes and sang.
Who made his house their lair and didn’t mind?
He called himself king and lion and Caesar.
Every day, this king shoveled boxes and sang.
He loved them and believed they worshipped him.
He called himself king and lion and Caesar.
He fed them and pretended to find them homes.
He loved them and believed they worshipped him
in a house full of cats, strays, unwanted, feral.
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Magpie Tales #215 | PAD 2014 #15: Love Poem
James Brush is a teacher and writer who lives in Austin, TX. He tries to get outside as much as possible.
I love this! It’s very musical with all the repeating motifs…I will have to try that some time.
Hi Charleen, thanks. I’m glad it worked for you. The form is pantoum. They can be quite fun.
I see him shoveling all that sand, waking up surrounded by the stench of tuna… going quite feral himself. I like!
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Smelly but cleverly done.
Thanks, everyone. Sorry for the delay in getting around to everyone’s blogs.