Buzzing Night Bees
i’m really more a dog person
She’s awake at 3.52am
with yesterdays mouth and tomorrows eyes.
The blinds give way to velvet and silence.
The streets are inky
and the moon always lunatic
like her hair that danced the tossing turning dance with her pillow.
She lures the neighbours cat into her apartment
and teaches it a new name.
Sam.
Sam looks up at her.
Long-whiskered,
stripey-tailed,
silverbullet furry ball at her feet.
They share some triple cream brie.
Hot flushed skin and cotton knickers
meet the cold seat of the kitchen stool
and she pours herself a glass of wine
to toast to the bowl of full cream milk
she’s set on the linoleum floor.
They talk.
She mutters her words through fingertips into thick fur
Kneading in questions.
Petting in secrets.
And Sam, he purrs back his clever answers.
Universal truths.
Wisdom and knowledge,
in exchange for dairy offerings.
He slinks in figures of eight
like a slow toy train
against her ankles and woolly socks
before disembarking on trash can journeys
in black night alleys
and will make sure to serenade her awake
for another secret rendezvous soon.
Adrian Carmody
This is why I am dreading the idea of leaving my Muggins behind while we holiday. Every morning, at 3:30-4:00, I wake up. As soon as I do, I whisper out, and he comes and sits on me for a half hour until I fall back to sleep. Sometimes he paws at me, and digs his claws into the skin on my chest, but I don’t mind anymore. Those dreamy visits are the perfect way to end a dream, and wait for the next one to begin
Paul Compton
Luscious descriptions in this. Really evocative and beautiful. A truly great piece Jessica.
Carlos Solorza
i think this is the first time i’ve read any of your writting.
i like it. hmmm, your very good : )
‘before disembarking on trash can journeys’...lol, too cool
Trace Lowe
I like how you used Sam as a metaphor in this. Very well done… The title is what gets me. I get it, however, one expects an explicit title to make a prediction. The writing is fantastic, Jessica!
Gregory John O...
Beautiful, liked it….......Can I have my cat back
Lisa Jewell
Magical….as a fellow cat lover, this piece appealed to me double time…..
What lovely flow you create with your words…
Thank you Jess XOXOXO
PJ Ryan
I love sitting in your kitchen with you in the middle of the night like this .. at that bewitching hour ..
He slinks in figures of eight
like a slow toy train
against her ankles and woolly socks
before disembarking on trash can journeys
in black night alleys
that’s brilliant
xx
Jessica Tremp replied
thank you…always wonderful to have you there…x
pauldrobertson
very beautiful stuff, ms jess. sorry i have not been commenting, been sick grrr grrr grrr… i love the exquisite nature of this mundane; in your hands; your pen, your mouth.
yt sumner
Very poetic little petal. The words are so rich and thick. Just like triple cream. Gorgeous. xx
Lenny36
You’re a gem Jessica, wot a woman. Consistently beautiful writing. When’s the novel?
kossimarsalsa
lovely as usual. wondorous to read.
xx
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ltruskett
What a wonderful new friend you have…........ Well written….......
Hien Nguyen
amazing piece. i love this one jess :)
shaktipat
you are the one who purrs cleverness lovely.
Jason Moses
Love it, Jessica. I’m more a cat person. Your photo is cute, too.
Sophie Treloar
lovely as always
Bee Williamson
this is fantastic, I love your writing
Geoff Coleman...
...and here’s lookin’ at you kid.
Oh my, my Jessica – you just hit on my all time favourite genre – this is just so brilliantly noir, with a contemporary insomniac twist. Bogart as a cat – love ti.
Luckyvegetable
gorgeous like soft fur on bare skin
you’re right, the moon is always lunatic, and I love that you are too
xoxox
markgb
Beautiful Jess.
MissKristy
We like za moooooon….this piece is deliciously warm and purrfect. Love it!
Vim Lowenstein
well worded and I like the simple style used here as it creates some great imagery
applechic
great imagery and the lunatic moon – very apt :D
ladyb
I like this, reminds me of Breakfast At Tiffanies, the perfect balance of sadness and beauty.
flower68
so beautiful…I named my neighbours cat “Mr Mooks”.he’s very good at that figure 8 thing too ;-D
Miri
oh the triple cream brie, that’s what did it for me!! & that i had to leave my cats in the uk when we moved to Oz….beautiful words :-)
sppprikinyfluit
Ok so, you should publish a book if you haven’t already! These poems are fantastic, I wish I could write like you! Hey I only have two things up but if you could give me some pointers that would be great.
silvercircles
The joys of befriending a cat. : ) Love this!! Just fabulous. A fulfilling read.