Curled up together, we silently lie
me, and him – Misha, the sweet child of mine
I can hear the beating of his feline heart
knowing that no one could tear us apart.
I breathe in his smell, listen to his sounds
his delicate paws, his head, small and round.
My hand on his chest, I feel how he breathes
What do you dream of, in your peaceful sleep?
his purring – a comforting
Puts me to sleep, with its sweet harmonies.
When the day comes, I wake up calm and free
And that’s how we live, my Misha and me.
That is a beautiful poem.
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Thanks, I really tried, it was my first ever poem in English, and even in Polish I don’t write a lot of poetry, so I’m glad it went well. 🙂
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Oh, that’s a wonderful poem!! I love it!
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Thanks, I’m happy to hear it. 🙂
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Symphonies are so wonderful, Emilia and Misha!
“My hand on his chest I feel how he breathes
What do you dream of in your peaceful sleep?
his purring – a comforting symphony
Puts me to sleep with its sweet harmonies.”
And I liked the part about the feline heart / and not being tore apart.
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I’m really glad you like it. 🙂
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We had a really cool cat named “Misha” — my sister was a Russian Area Studies major in college and so the name. Cats have such distinct personalities and remember Misha well, though he wasn’t with us very long due to an illness.
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Aww,that’s so cool you also had a Misha! I love this name,well if I didn’tI wouldn’t call my cat this name. 😀 I think that although Misha means “bear” in Rusian, it suits a cat so well too. And yes, that’s very true about cats’ personalities. Pity that your MIsha got ill though. Sorry for the late reply, I was without my laptop for a month.
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