One is mine (or I am his - he thinks of me as his, if he thinks of me at all). One was mine. Others are the owners and adopters of friends and family. All are the queens and emperors of their worlds and rightly so. They are cats and born to rule.
Cats and Other Mythical Creatures
In sleep you adopt the position of a Chinese dragon,
Or cat leaping from high wall without a safety net,
A twist to your tail and your body
As the dragon leaps and dances with the sun.
Who knows whom you are dancing with
In the chase, catch, kill of your dreams.
Little mice, I hope,
Not little humans.
©J.S.Watts
Cats and Other Mythical Creatures was first
published in the poetry collection Cats
and Other Myths by J.S.Watts (Lapwing Publications, 2011) and has also
appeared in Danse Macabre and possibly Pumpkin House Digest (but that’s a
little unclear).