Ghost Cat
A poem I wrote based on a dream about my mum’s missing cat.
There’s a foul stench around the shed
But only summer plants seem dead
He’s been missing for three months
The house is drained of fun
There’s flyers and posters everywhere
how could these prank era even dare
say they seen a look a like but it wasn’t him
We hope someone sheltered him and
When he goes to the vet they will see his chip
But there’s a chance he’s crawled somewhere alone to die
It’s the not knowing that keeps me up at night
He came to be in a dream with his whiskers and orange paws
It was happy to see him come home
But the house we were in is not our home
I open my eyes and there’s a cat’s shadow with a missing body…
About the Creator
Chloe Gilholy
Former healthcare worker and lab worker from Oxfordshire. Author of ten books including Drinking Poetry and Game of Mass Destruction. Travelled to over 20 countries.
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This account was made for the sole purpose of leaving this comment; this poem breaks my heart. I can't imagine the pain you and your mom must feel not knowing what happened to your little friend. I think that not knowing is certainly one reason I find the tragedy of a missing cat to be sorrowful but I always wonder if missing cats ever feel that they've been abandoned or that their owner no longer wants them. And I'm not saying that to make you feel in anyway worse but just to share my thoughts and to say that I too hope that your missing cat one day shows up if not then I hope he has been welcomed into a loving home.