Thursday, June 5, 2014

Sam

Sam

My cat, Sam I Am
jumped into my lap
to get a few pets tonight
he and I, we're fast friends

He loves wholly
with the pure emotion
of a child
---arches his back
into my hands,
bumps his head
on my chin,
purrs a deep
diesel engine purr,
and kneads his paws
on my leg
I pet him with two hands
appreciating his company
enormously
I know he'll be my muse
later on tonight
and lend himself
to be in a poem

If you believe the notion
animals have souls
you look at them
more as you would
another human
rather than as something
somehow of less stature
in the eyes of nature

And Sam, well, he
gives love back
with every place
in his furry body
that his heart
pumps blood
It is good
to love that way
just ask Sam

Dewey Dirks

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