It's Just The Cats On My Roof Poem by Adrian Antique

It's Just The Cats On My Roof

Noisy -
Like rocks rolling and growling
On my roof just above.
Angry
Creatures of freedom
just playing with love.

Once more,
Waking me up
On an early April morning …
Before
I could finish a dream
Of falling stars and wishing.

Just how
Can I find that room
With a quiet, cool corner …
I take a bow
Yet the audience just wants
more songs and another.

Maybe
I'll just find the cats
And talk in a loud voice.
Surely
They will just stop and listen
To their simple choice -

Receive
Just whatever there is
Left on my plate …
Or just leave
Me to my rest
And close the gate.

For now,
I will just wake up
And breathe and work while musing …
That somehow,
the cats are just there
calling, moving … and reminding -

I'm also a cat …
On somebody else's roof.


adrian b. antique 4.8.24

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
There are really cats on my roof and they help me wake up in the morning albeit noisily.
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