OctPoWriMo Poetry

My Partner in (writing) Crime

One of my kids ended up catching something over the weekend and it is passing quickly through the house now. I had to keep two kids home from school yesterday and today, and I woke up this morning with a wobbly stomach. So, this post is going to be super short so I can focus on staying still. For some reason, dizziness is accompanying this and I do not like being dizzy.

Since I am feeling a little unstable I thought I’d post a poem I wrote back during the October Poetry Challenge (OctPoWriMo). I have a partner who climbs up into my arms every morning while I’m checking email, reading blogs, and trying to get a little written. Her name is Ava and she’s a 9 month old tabby cat. Her parents were rescues. She had an infection when she was about 4 weeks old which resulted in her left eye being partially covered by membrane. She doesn’t have any problems with her vision, though. She has become my designated writing partner. I may have to give her credit when my book is finished since she’s been present every time I work on it. Even if it is just laying on my arm making it almost impossible to type. So, one morning I wrote a poem just for her, and am sharing it with you today. Hope you enjoy it.

Have a great Tuesday!

xo Jesi

Ava

 

The Poet’s Companion

By Jessica Scott

 

She rests her head upon my arm

which makes it almost impossible to type

but it’s even more impossible to move her

away when she took the time to come

 

and look for me, her bonded, adopted mother.

She breathes slow and deep, her head

lowering until her nose touches the table

which we both are using, her as a bed,

 

and I, as a desk from which I can drink my tea

and look out the window while trying to think of

something to write on the blank page open on my screen.

Every morning begins this way, with her following

 

me until I settle into this same spot,

which is her favorite place once I am ready

to begin to write, her warm, compact body

curled up between my arms as I type.

Jesi Kay
Jesi Kay, poet and aspiring novelist, was born in the Texas panhandle where wide skies, lazy summer days, and rolling thunderstorms sparked her imagination and left lasting memories in her blood. An early reader, poetry and mythology were her passions. So much so that when she was ten years old her step-father gave her his college mythology textbooks to read, which were full of classic poetry and more than enough tales to fill her romantic and inquisitive nature. Jesi loves reading, art, going to the theater, the romanticism of the Victorian era (but not the missing conveniences of indoor plumbing and central air conditioning), running when the heat and humidity cooperate, and cold weather so she can wear her favorite boots and knitwear. Also, she still has those college mythology textbooks, a little worse for wear over time but still intact and telling their stories to her. Jesi is a contributor at The Well Tempered Bards blog and at www.octpowrimo.com.

3 Replies to “My Partner in (writing) Crime

  1. I love the poem.
    I hope you feel better soon.
    My cat does the same, I think he needs hugs more often and doesn’t get them, and comes and presses against my hand when I am sitting up in bed trying to type. Sometimes, he even lays his head on the keyboard. Argh!! 😉
    But I still love him 🙂

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