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What's wrong with these people tonight?
They're screaming I gave them a fright.
"A black cat!" they shriek,
but only last week
they held me; I purred with delight.
These neighborhood kids are so weird.
On Halloween night I am feared.
The rest of the time,
my life is sublime.
To all of them, I've been endeared.
It soon will be November First,
and I'll be no longer accursed.
I'll hear, "Look at that,
a beautiful cat!"
Man! Halloween night is the worst.
© by Janice Canerdy.
Used here with the author's permission.
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Janice Canerdy is a retired high school English teacher from Potts Camp, Mississippi. She has been writing poetry since childhood, is the author one one book, Expressions of Faith (Christian Faith Publishing, 2016), and has had poems published in many magazines and anthologies. Janice enjoys church life and being involved in church activities and says her grandchildren play a key role in her life, as she does in theirs.
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barbsteff:
Clever. Whoever thought of it from the point of view of the black cat!?!
Posted 10/31/2016 12:52 PM
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Michael:
Well done Janice.
What a delight!
Posted 10/31/2016 10:15 AM
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Jean :D:
My mother told me her aunt always had a black cat, the only cat(s) my mom ever liked. Wish she was here, a poet herself, to read this fun poem.
Posted 10/31/2016 08:25 AM
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cork:
I love the rhyme schemes and the cat's point of view.
Posted 10/31/2016 07:45 AM
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Katrina:
I love it!
Posted 10/31/2016 05:20 AM
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Newf:
What a wonderful way to start the day. A chuckle with my morning coffee. Cleverly written.🎃👻🙀ðŸ‘😹
Posted 10/31/2016 04:36 AM
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rhonasheridan:
Poor, poor cats - From now on I shall give black cats an extra cuddle! I loved this little poem of unexpected thought.
Posted 10/31/2016 02:56 AM
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