The current consulting project I’m working on has some impressively tight due dates which impacts considerably on available writing time (you should see how behind I am on emails: it’s so bad it could be art) so I decided to expand my feline family this morning. An utterly unplanned move, mind you. Blame Facebook: I saw a photo of a box of abandoned kittens on Friday and that was it. Went in (to TEARS) and walked out with a gorgeous roman-nosed, mini green-eyed jaguar called Maximus San Pedro George. Because grand names are necessary for literary cats. And yes, there’s a story behind his name…

Unfortunately, he’s a little on shy side and has retreated to his man catcave so there’re no photos available just yet. A gentle affinity has already developed between him & Simba – the start of a glorious kitty romance?

So in celebration of my boy’s arrival/return –  a poem dedicated to warriors. And their most magnificent hearts:

brave heart(ed)

Caesar

~Scar*let

my heart leaps
I thought it gone

you…
you undress
my defences
with smiles
unexpected
present in joy
you purr
like a tiger
in sleep
Caesar
beautiful
warm
and deep
your arms
a compass
that hold
me true north

moved beyond moving
I soar without flight…

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