Who can say cats
aren’t holy?
Spirit incarnate
living poem
sacred offering
modern totem
or maybe the god of love himself
come to earth.
Notes: My favorite cat, Chipotle, inspired this poem. There he is in the photo! I have been trying and failing to write an acrostic poem for days now. I know, I know. An acrostic! The easiest things in poetry totally stump me. Maybe I just wasn’t choosing the right word. As soon as I started thinking about Chipotle, this poem started to come together. Probably I should just write about cats, the prairie, or poetry every day, because I can always find a poem about one of those three topics.
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