Tinker, Space Cat

Lol check and see if you have a fever dear girl, charming , lighthearted writing so this is what you dream? while of dream of riding across open plains would make a great children's poem would taking directly to the sky work better? Chrys

I needed to smile :) I agree with chrys; this reminds me of silverstein, Think I will read it to my son tonight. Thanks Frost

I immediately smiled when reading this. It reminds me of the poem "Mcavity the Mystery Cat" but with more creative images. It's nice reading a change of pace and feeling young at heart. I needed a few laughs.

OK Cat if this is how it is in your dreams then fine. But fun or serious the Prof expects you to keep the rhythm going relentlessly if that is your chosen form. So in that vein perhaps the following might help to remedy a few lapses/repetitions along the way...or was that miaows? lol How about: "Cadets they learn to read and write Then on to solve equations Swimming is another class They have on some occasions" "Mostly they learn space languages Both Venutian and fine Martian And many more they're taught to speak By whiskered teacher Doordarshun." "Tinker trains the birds to sing And the porpoises to talk He's the best young teacher here Who's taught many fish to walk" "Now Tinker is well traveled And versed in every lingo His best friend from Australia Is a wild dog he calls dingo." "But Tinker soon will go away He misses friends back home He says he won’t forget us But nevermore will roam." Not that i would dream of editing your dreams of course Cat. lol Keith

Hi Cat, fucking awesome well done. I would jsut say you could make it better by perfecting the rhythm of the peice. It's nearly classic ballad form, the jaunt is there! I think it'd jsut make it seem even more fun, for an example of the ballad form (not to say you don't know I'm just covering all bases) take a look at my very first poem :D "How to die gracefully" Will your roll ever stop? (Not that I wish bad luck upon you :P) Kieran "Mind, how you go!" - Roger McGough's poem for LSD Awareness Week

I'm so happy Tinker did not fall into depression here and lose sight of his way home. I hope he took some lost souls with him :) Wishing Tinker a safe journey :) Mark

My cat sits on my desk next to the monitor when I'm at the computer. She has an odd look upon her face right now, I certainly hope she is not planning on returning to Catulon as well. I'm quite fond of her, and her whispers.... the plural of lingoes rhymed with dingo stuck in my throat. If I might: He's well-versed in every lingo

that cats do like me, with rare exception, something I can't say about the mob of backyard hawks that want my pet white duck to be left apart from me alone outdoors at their pseudomercy. I'm sorry I haven't met Tinker. A great cat. But really no more talented than cats in general. You've created a delightful read here. The kind of creativity evidenced so makes my day. (Silly things do go together: like horse and marriage or brethren cistern or talky turtles or men with intuition or ... you know, the irregular things of life that get overlooked by orderly minds.) Keep 'em comin'. I'm a fan. (Not an umbrella; a fan.) Thanx, Chuck

I found little Tinker to be quite uplifting, and definitely put a smile on my face. I'll second, third, and fourth the comments that this makes for a great children's poem! Slight little thing: "His best friend from Australia Is a wild dog he calls dingo." Is probably just me, but seems like a cramming of words. Possibly 'his best friend from Australia, is a wild dog called Dingo'?? Just my $0.02 ~Jess ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Johnny was a chemist's son, but Johnny is no more. What Johnny thought was H2O, was really H2SO4."

I adored this one my friend , you know I have feline friends and this ones brilliant , Chaos is sitting on my lap I wonder where he goes at night ? lol... sorry for short replies tonight am a little tired (hug) love Jayne x x "We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves. Lynn Hall" ...

Chaos is the baby then we have my daughters cat Mclovin do not ask LOL ... and then we have Ash and Gem ... Ash is my old girl shes a darlin old Cat snake and I have had her forever shes a fat old thing now , Gems her daughter they fight something shocking , anywayyyyyyyy I should be in bed its 4.30am lol Much love Jayne x x "We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves. Lynn Hall" ...

...to be an absolutely jovial little effort ! Kudos to you, for making it equally as enjoyable to young AND old, alike. "Write On"! sincerely, #{:>{)}8==== docmaverick.