Nine lives are never enough! It
should come as no surprise when...
Nine lives are never enough!
It
should come as no surprise when I say my best friends are cats. They
are me, and I am them. We both love our routines and hate anything that
disturbs them. We do what we want, when we want. We’re happy being
alone, but happy to be together when it suits us. We’re loyal. We love
deeply, trust deeply, and when that love and trust is broken, we slink
away to lick our wounds.
We’ll never fit in, even when we try. Especially when we try. And so we stop trying to fit in and start trying to be ourselves.
Because we can be nothing else.
Sample Poems:
YOU HAD ME AT “MEOW”
You had me at “meow,” my friend.
You had me with three sleepy blinks,
with the tender flick of your tail,
the purr in your throat.
You had me with all these things:
treasured moments
curling in my lap.
MOVING DAY
As the cat purrs in my lap,
as Mozart pours from my speakers,
I drink this wine
and write these words,
feeling the first relief I’ve known in days.
The heaviness leaves me,
the hurt you caused becoming less
as you move from my present into my past…
never to return.
With Love at the Bottom of the Litter Box,
Jackson Dean Chase delivers a stunning poetry chapbook that expresses the sweet pain and subtle humor of life on the edge.
The poems are
inspired by (and sometimes about) the late, great poet, Charles Bukowski
(1920-1994). Cats are featured as observers or the star of every poem,
with roles ranging from the comic to the tragic. Topics cover the
creative struggle, love, madness, poverty, depression, grief, loss, and
death.
Want more? Be sure to check out Bukowski’s Ghost: Poems for Old Souls in New Bodies, Book 1 in Jackson’s Raw Underground Poetry series.
