Thomas - getting into a Flap!

In the backyard, nature stirs
We all feel lazy; the cat purrs
Stretching out its fluffy paw
To the swinging cat flap on the door.

Buzzing cicadas can be heard
With the rustle of a swooping bird
The scattered remnants of our meal
Attracting ants – but no big deal…

Adult chat is such a bore
So Thomas climbs down to explore
There’s a motor bike and BBQ
And straggly paths to wander through…

His mind’s eye now rewinds the tape;
From walled-in garden – no escape
But the cat, tired of the heat, bolts through
To kitchen shadows – Thomas too!

(c) Poet in the woods 2016



and one year later ...