Angel of cats

Her ears prick
or the sound of sorrow
and under her skin
her muscles ripple like
fields of wheat
from a windy eastern land.

Smooth pads of flesh patter as spring rain falls
as she dances towards you with goddess grace
to fill the empty spaces
all around you with her feline joy.

She settles softly upon your lap
lightly as a falling leaf,
yet sturdy, strong, enduring.

She slides her cheekbone against your own
spreading her strong saliva smell
that owns you. 

Her Bastet eyes
are silently serene, composed
and compassionate jewels
green as the waters of the Nile
where all her magic comes.

Later, in your garden
as you read your book of poems
amongst the blazing hearts of roses
the enchantress prowls,
her whiskers attuned like fine gold wires
for white wings floating in the air,
the yellow hum of bumblebees
inventing their clover
and the reptilian rainbow light
of dragonflies riding on wings of lace.

Her ears attune to distant chords of harpists
strumming far beyond your senses
and you imagine she hears the sirens
singing to the music of the spheres.

Within your earthly flesh you cannot see
or hear beyond your known daily world
so she glimpses to you, the rays of light
from the unknown realms of heaven
with the Zen of Calicos,
her green healing eyes
and her knowledge of Elysium
that only the angels can give.

Genine Hanns


  • Bastet was the Egyptian Cat Goddess of Music and Dance.
  • Elysium is the Greek idea of Heaven.


One Cat is Company

"One cat is company.
Two cats are a conspiracy. 
Three cats is an attempted takeover.
Four or more cats is a complete coup!"

Shona Steele (Australia)

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