Hello you wonderful people.

We have now reached the penultimate day of NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month).

It’s Day 29 for those of you that can count without using your fingers and toes and those of your nearest neighborinos.

So the official prompt today is something of a tough bar steward – here is the link:-

NaPoWriMo Day 29 – 20 Projects within a poem, I’ll either succeed or die trying!

The challenge is to incorporate twenty (20???! Aiiieeee! No please, have mercy!) different projects into one poem.

Can it be done? Will this be the end for little old me? Will I have to renounce my throne as the king of rhyme slinging swinger monkeys? Do you even care? Is there anybody out there? Why am I always the last to know about these things? Why do birds appear when you are near? (What? Eh?) Find out here – same bat time, same bat channel…..starting now.

Enjoy the poem ladies and gentlemen – I think you will find it……interesting to say the least, since I followed the prompt to the letter – happy reading!

“The Kitten Of Compassion” by David Ellis

Love is the wildest, most unpredictable thief on the planet
It either nourishes your soul or tears you clean in two
Sounds heavenly, tastes divine, touches sensuously
Its hungry look can slay in an instant
Its smell raising hell between the satin sheets

I feel it in the air, colors seem more vivid
Triggering passion in my bones whenever you’re around
I see it in the words you use and your tone of voice
You’re more majestic than Queen Elizabeth of Buckingham Palace
(As you can no doubt tell, I’m British)

I said it was unpredictable
Yet sometimes it can be quite plain and simple
Uninvited, unrequited, unbearable yet still welcome
I don’t know what its doing half the bleeding time
Horses for courses I suppose

I hunger for more each day even when I’m full
Doesn’t matter where I am in equilibrium
On the demand/supply curve of this kingdom
I’m still an affectionate kitten of compassion

I yearn for a heart not cold as forged marble
That speaks to me softly as it beats, an orchestral marvel
Fuelling my ascent, taking us both to the heavens
Davey Crockett right here respects people and their emotions

I can see that one day dreams will come true
That guided by a nourishing light of mutual companionship
Each day takes on a more desirable and engaging hue
Of course not all people are at risk, some are even immune
I’m certainly not one of those though by any shape or opinion
A buoyant pancake on the great steaming grill pan of life

I know that if I keep fighting and don’t stop for one second
Even if it’s to catch my breath, I’ll still keep on going strong
Until I hear the sirens and the paramedics, whoops, a bit too long!
Let me start again when my blue lips go red again

As I utter the immortal words “Gato con guantes no caza ratones”
(A cat with mittens cannot hunt mice)
I must launch myself headfirst full of dedication and courage
I am reminded of Puss In Boots and his wonderful eyes, as he said
“My thirst for adventure will never be quenched!”
I’ll leave the door unlocked this time
And my heart on display in an ornate glass case
I’ll be waiting