My Womanifesto

Bliss Ripple is a catalog of clues— fieldnotes for living into one’s internal bliss. Compiled through the creative works of poet, artist, musician, and mama Maggie A. Bishop, Bliss Ripple explores the idea of resounding joy— how to create it and expand it through living with passionate honesty.

Here you will find poems, songs, and observations written under the influence of inspiration Maggie finds scuttling and searching amidst the varied Missouri landscape with her wonder-son, adventurer Arlo, and her artist-partner and dream confidant Josh (who is also a photographer and music promoter). 

 

Read more about this site & Maggie.

« Ode to work-- | Main | after a freeze and thaw: »
Monday
Dec032007

In sickness:

i've had this feeling,
since i've known you,
that you are a special one.
you came into my life by
picking me.
i didn't pick you darling.
walking into that small,
dank, pet store.
kneeling down at that metal cage.
and there you all were
fighting fighting
biding for my attention please.
look at me, mouth whining.
purring, small little feets
through aluminum bars grabbing.
you don't belong in a cage.
you don't belong in a cage.
you don't belong in a cage.
and then i saw you. so small
a dark little prince in the back.
you looked into my eyes.
open your mouth to say--
i don't belong in a cage.
i don't belong in a cage.
i don't belong in a cage.
i belong on your lap.
where you sit now.
and its hard for me,
to have you sit on my lap.
to know your love, and
to know my love for you.
because darling, as i've feared,
from those first moments
you decided food wasn't for you.
months ago, when your first fast began.
you are a special one,
perhaps life was not meant for you.
in this fallen world i fear,
you little body is failing.
i fear that you may teach me more
in your passing than i could ever have known
by your living.
but, NO! my mind screams.
my heart aches.
i don't want that.
i don't want that.
i don't want that.
my darling black prince.
my loverboy.
my sweetest one.
i want your life to be long.
i want to see you grow.
i want your small little feets
to alway be around to knead
my lap as you nest.

Reader Comments (1)

you made my eyes well up. i love marley todd too. the best thing that could have possibly happened for him was to find you. he made it here, to our home, with you and for the rest of his days he will know your love and to have that, he's accomplished more in the short time he's lived than most cats in their entire lives. please don't be sad baby. we'll do all we can for him. he deserves it.

December 3, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterAnonymous

PostPost a New Comment

Enter your information below to add a new comment.

My response is on my own website »
Author Email (optional):
Author URL (optional):
Post:
 
Some HTML allowed: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <code> <em> <i> <strike> <strong>