Join Delores, MotherOwl, and me as we peer into this topic and transport you to another realm with our portal poetry ... hopefully ...
You can leave a poem in the comments, or post on your own blog. If you do the latter, please leave a comment so we know how to find you and your poem. Feel free to use the given topic or any other topic of your choosing; the idea is to have fun and make our brains fire a little faster.
I was unsure how to approach this topic at first. While I enjoy science fiction, I haven't read anything about portals for a long, long time. Are there portals in the Harry Potter books? I don't read them, so I don't know. But Delores gave me a few tips over on her blog Mumblings, and that helped.
And then one day I was watching our cat Lulu play inside a large brown paper bag, and my path forward was suddenly clear.
Lulu doesn't consider what she does in that large brown paper bag to be "play". She's completely serious when she enters that portal, and uses all eighteen of her claws to attack whatever is on the other side.
(Just between you and me, the only thing in that bag when I looked inside was a piece of kitty litter, but I think human eyes and kitty eyes see things differently.)
i am feerce kat
in my kingdom
with velvet paw
there is much peece
but there is wun place
uv grate danger
full uv monsters
i gard portal
and i battul monsters
with all my mite
they are feerce
but i am feercer
i keep my
and i do not get a singul scratch
Lulu guarding the portal to monsterland. She was feeling self-conscious here because she doesn't like to have her picture taken. You should have seen her after she wrote that poem, though -- talk about self-confidence!!
Apologies to those whose mother tongue is not English; the kitty's spelling is not good. I hope it makes sense to you :)
Wishing you a peeceful week with zero monsters to battul.
Charming little piece. Lulu does a fine job.
You have a nimble mind! This might be my favourite so far. I think you would enjoy the Harry Potter books. As an adult reader I enjoyed the layers of philosophy, science, mythology and ethics. In answer to your questions, health wise it took about a year to get my bounce back, no bounce resulted in no blogging and then I got out of the habit. I really should get back to it. I do write a blog for our garden club but I have to behave myself there.
I am more camera shy than Lulu - and love her poem.
Good morning, Jenny! I love Lulu's poem. She's very talented.
Very nice poem.
Portals are terribly important to a cat. Meow, meow, meow*scratches at door* meow...
*pokes nose through door and just stands there*
It seems like it's the option they want, the open portal, more than going outside, most of the time.
Unless they have to pee, then all bets are off.
Music is my idea of a portal. A sound that just by listening to it I can be transported to other places or times or mental or emotional states that I have associated with that particular sound, and not any other.
-Doug in Oakland
Your Lulu looks very much like my Lola. I wonder if Lola would play with a paper bag? Large ones are hard to find here.
Hehe, I believe in portals. Lulu's portal to monsterland is fantastic. Kudos / kodos / whatever to Lulu and her ghost ... wride ... rite .. rider ;)
How fortunate you are to have a guardian of the bag. My Daisy guards a box. So far, no monsters have escaped and we sleep well at night.
awww....sweet brave kitty....thank goodness someone is guarding that dangerous portal. Great job Jenny.
oh i love that poem, especially kitty's vall valyia BRAVE effort to spell the exact right word, before finding another exact right word. thank you kitty for guarding us from monsters. you're spelling and compensation techniques remind me of my son when he was in grade school. the words in his writing were always the ones he could spell. the child was a veritable thesaurus!
Cats and bags! What IS it with cats and bags?! By the way, how do you know your cat can't spell more accurately? :)
Thank you; I will tell her so :)
Maybe I should take another look at the HP books sometime. I read part of one and it didn't appeal, but that was quite a few years ago. People's tastes can change.
I'm glad to hear you are feeling better now. If you start your blog up again, please let me know!
Me too, EC. And thank you; I'll let her know :)
She's been reading your blog, I think. "If those DOGS can write, then maybe I can too" :)
Ah - that's an interesting take on the topic, Doug. So very true.
And I hadn't thought about actual doors as a cat portal - that's true too!
They do look alike, don't they? We don't often get large paper bags either, but our local Value Village (second-hand store) uses them sometimes and I was lucky enough to get one.
Ha ha! Thank you from both of us :)
She is clearly doing an excellent job! Where would we be without our cats?
It was fun - probably one of my favourite poems to write so far. Thanks for the topic, D.!
Hah! He was smart - why get the spelling wrong when you can just pick a different word? The merits of having a good vocabulary :)
She TOLD me! She also told me not to correct anything she wrote, so I didn't :D
Sweet Lulu has a way with words...
Aw, thanks, e - that'll make her blush when I tell her :)
Lulu is a beautiful cat and she reminds me a bit of my two tabbies. They do love bags and boxes and do a good job of chasing away monsters too! Lulu is also an excellent poet! Please tell her I enjoyed her poem and send her a scratch on the head from me.
She is probably a very confident monster slayer when no camera points her way. A fun poem, indeed!
Mine took a totally different turn, as i simply saw the word portal as a substitute for the word door.
Lol. Great job on a difficult topic, for me at least.
Well said, young kitty.
I will! Thank you. Sending your tabbies scritches too :)
I liked your poem! You packed a lot of truth into a few lines.
Thanks, Marie - it was an Aha! moment after days of fruitless thinking!
I'll pass that on; thank you :)
HAHA! This was adorable. You did great.
Cats are very serious about their bags (paper, plastic, cloth, etc.). It's very important business :)
...or clawed it?
It is, and heaven help us if we laugh, even just a little!
Ah, yes. Franklin and Penelope have a strong influence over other animals. Their posts are much more popular than mine.
Humbling, innit? :)
This is CUTEST poem ever dear Jenny ;)))
You portrayed so well how she rule and defend her world!!!
I was enjoying his post thoroughly when middle of the poem electricity left suddenly, returned after four hours when we were having tea and i jumped (well almost) and grabbed my phone to complete the poem felt better lol
You portrayed so well how she rule and defend her world SOOO CUTE!
I can see her playing with bag and it reminds me cat that mom had years ago ,it was so much fun to look at her when she was seriously indulged in her business trying to get in handmade cloth bag or scratching around the wall of coop
We all would laugh when she would do so mom would say she is annoyed with hen discussion inside lol
Thank you dear friend for amusing and fun poem!
I'm sure your mom was right! Hen discussion, hee hee :)
I'm glad you enjoyed my silly poem, baili - thank you for your encouragement!
"i keep my subjet subjekt peepul safe". I constantly do this when I can't spell a word. When in doubt find another word, normally less good but at least I can spell it. :D
One of our cats got a plastic bag caught around her neck and thought she was being chased by the bag. She pissed all over the carpet. So the laughter soon ended in tears.
Ha! I love your poem - so cute! And so true. I'm sure you're right about the difference between kitty eyes and human eyes. We would shudder indeed if we realized what scary monsters live on the other side of the paper portal! Lucky thing we have kitties... oops; I mean'fierce and valiant furry guardians'... to protect us.
Yep, I'd rather use a word I can spell, too!
Poor kitty - and on the carpet, too. Ack. One of our cats got a "fishing pole" type of cat toy caught around his tail one time. He ran all over the house, voiding and eliminating all the way. He was terrified, poor guy. It wasn't fun for anybody.
Let's just say that if I were a monster, I wouldn't want to face those claws and teeth! (Anyone who's been attacked by a cat will understand why :))
You're right - they're formidable adversaries if they're serious about attacking. I've only been scratched with vicious intent once; and that was only one scratch dealt out of fear when I was trying to give a pill to a cat I was cat-sitting for a friend. I wouldn't want to tackle a cat who truly wanted to harm me. They are EXTREMELY well-armed. And strong. And fast. Owie.
My goodness, yes. I never thought that dogs who write would be so interesting to people. After all, what do they write about? They complain about me. They complain about each other. They complain about going to the vet. They complain about cats who walk down the street. Complain, complain, complain! They also tell everyone that I never feed them and I ignore them. It's embarrassing!
When our cat strikes, she reminds me of a cobra, she's so fast!
But they're so amusing! And tug at all the heartstrings :)
A literate, poetically gifted cat is a treasure and that may be the least of her formidable talents! It is good to know she is keeping you safe.
If only she could spell! :)
Love the imagination and creativity with this week's poem, jenny_o. It was pawsome and purrfect.
Thanks, Mr. S; it was fun to write.
Cats will battle and defeat just about anything!
Enjoyed your post.
Perhaps mere mortals when gazing through portals
Might stop to ponder what lies out yonder
Thanks for reading, Susan :)
Ah, good one, Cherie! I like it.
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