Comment from Mary Vigasin

Excellent

As someone who has been awaken at 4AM for years by one cat or another I love your beginning lines except I have not been awaken by a gentle kiss but a loud wails.
But your last stanza is haunting with love lost and loneliness of other morning kisses missed.
Beautiful writing.
Regards
Mary
The ending however

 Comment Written 01-Dec-2020

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reply by the author on 01-Dec-2020

Cats have no consideration sometimes!
Interesting that you should mention the other morning kisses... i was going to include that somehow in the last stanza but i thought the reader could make the link themselves - and you have proved me right!

Comment from AnnieDawn

Excellent

This is beautifully written with heartfelt desires. I like the complimentary picture of your companion and we are slaves to them just as you described. What a wonderful way to live. Thank you for sharing. I loved it.

 Comment Written 01-Dec-2020

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reply by the author on 01-Dec-2020

Thanks for your review Annie. If i had any choice in the matter, I'd love to come back as a cat (as long as I was in a loving home).

Comment from Wendy G

Excellent

This is beautiful, a lovely poem suggesting many things: I saw a very lyrical awakening to a new day, awareness of responsibilities to a much loved pet, comparisons between the two lives and how each manages, and ongoing grief and loneliness being part of life. So well written. Very thought-provoking, yet simple in style.

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 Comment Written 01-Dec-2020

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reply by the author on 01-Dec-2020

Thanks for your remarks Wendy. You've noted everything i was trying to express in this poem.

Comment from Father Flaps

Excellent

Hi Lisa,
You just described my wife's waking moments. One of our cats, Ray-Ray, doesn't mind begging at all. He jumps over me to lay on my wife's sore hip. He'll very gently wake her up with a light touch of a paw. And meows follow, incessantly, until she surrenders her comfort. Feeding the cats is her job. I look after the litter boxes. Our rules.
I'm sorry to hear that you're alone though.
"My hunter has gone
and I'm left to gather memories,
surviving in a doubt-filled drought." ... I especially like "doubt-filled drought", nice alliteration also with "Pragmatic puss"

"to play with prey as sport" ... good inner rhyme

My favorite line,
"Your breakfast awaits, Madame.
Her slave, I serve her."
My second favorite line,
"In sleep, I, too, chase dreams
to fill my empty dish."
Love the artwork!
Cheers,
Kimbob



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 Comment Written 01-Dec-2020

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reply by the author on 01-Dec-2020

Thanks for your review, with its glimpse of your family life. Ray-ray sounds a bit of a character... rather pushy. Thanks for noting the lines you liked - always helpful to see what resonates with a reader.