Poems about Cats & Kittens
#cats
Poems about cats and kittens, here you'll find funny, uplifting and cute poems about cats. Poetry about feline behaviour and personality traits, and poems about the love we have for our cherished pet cats.
Moorish..
A muscular utopia of pure endowed
Chiseled of reminisce from the scrolls of the Creator’s image
Molded in His perfection, mmm… His likeness
A blessed commodity as he stands in his own destiny
Devoid of his rib to have been conformed from thee
A weary pilgrimage to allow him to covet me with famished kisses to adorn my mouth
For thy love is greater than elixir drips of sweeten wine
Savoring of good emollients of doleful hands languish christening my supple skin
The name upon my lips is...
Chiseled of reminisce from the scrolls of the Creator’s image
Molded in His perfection, mmm… His likeness
A blessed commodity as he stands in his own destiny
Devoid of his rib to have been conformed from thee
A weary pilgrimage to allow him to covet me with famished kisses to adorn my mouth
For thy love is greater than elixir drips of sweeten wine
Savoring of good emollients of doleful hands languish christening my supple skin
The name upon my lips is...
#cats
#mythology
#water
#rebirth
#spiritual
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it's sunday morning, my coffee is ready and the biscuits are done
squinting eye at the
acridity of
blonde roast (laugh it up.
brunettes have proven
tasteless)
my grandmother's lecture
on staples replays. when
asked why it was always
black coffee, it boiled down
to gi geography. with even
the take-for-granted withheld
during wartime, grounds were
always plentiful even if
their decorations were sparse.
it became a near-universal
greeting among homefronters;
sit down, fret and pour it
whilst fresh.
i do not bond with humans over
java as much as i do with ...
acridity of
blonde roast (laugh it up.
brunettes have proven
tasteless)
my grandmother's lecture
on staples replays. when
asked why it was always
black coffee, it boiled down
to gi geography. with even
the take-for-granted withheld
during wartime, grounds were
always plentiful even if
their decorations were sparse.
it became a near-universal
greeting among homefronters;
sit down, fret and pour it
whilst fresh.
i do not bond with humans over
java as much as i do with ...
#cats
#food
#happiness #home
#happiness #home
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1 Comment
Catastrophic Catachresis Of A Crisis Of Identity!
I always
Identified as a cat
It was clearly obvious
That i wasn't born a cat
As i didn't spend my day
Sleeping, screwing, or licking my bum!
But i did enjoy exploring
As my curiosity
Knew no bounds
Forever seeking new experiences
Until
One fine moonlit night
I met a cat
Born a cat
We got intimate
And i got arrested
For beastiality!
by Jemia
Identified as a cat
It was clearly obvious
That i wasn't born a cat
As i didn't spend my day
Sleeping, screwing, or licking my bum!
But i did enjoy exploring
As my curiosity
Knew no bounds
Forever seeking new experiences
Until
One fine moonlit night
I met a cat
Born a cat
We got intimate
And i got arrested
For beastiality!
by Jemia
#cats
#identity
#parody
#satirical
#surreal
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1 Comment
Purrfectly Quackers!
When i had cats
I used to be able
To purr with them
Just like that!
Whilst a meandering
Down memory lane
I tried purring
But just sounded insane!
Like a bad impersonation
Of Donald Duck
Quack quack quck!
by Jemia
I used to be able
To purr with them
Just like that!
Whilst a meandering
Down memory lane
I tried purring
But just sounded insane!
Like a bad impersonation
Of Donald Duck
Quack quack quck!
by Jemia
#cats
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter #memories
#LifeAsAWriter #memories
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Purrs and Snores
Deep into the night,
there they are,
side by side
on the mattress.
The cat purrs
a miniature thunder.
The husband snores
a coral of immensity.
The sound dispute
is pure beauty.
The feline, master
of the vibrant whisper,
with its "purr-purr"
packs light dreams.
The husband, tenor
from the incessant snoring.
Their symphony
is music to the heavens.
The cat says,
with an air of superiority:
"My snoring is art,
a heavenly sound."
The husband retorts, ...
there they are,
side by side
on the mattress.
The cat purrs
a miniature thunder.
The husband snores
a coral of immensity.
The sound dispute
is pure beauty.
The feline, master
of the vibrant whisper,
with its "purr-purr"
packs light dreams.
The husband, tenor
from the incessant snoring.
Their symphony
is music to the heavens.
The cat says,
with an air of superiority:
"My snoring is art,
a heavenly sound."
The husband retorts, ...
#cats
#dreams
#husband
#love
#passion
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14 Comments
do not eat my keys
little one,
little one
you are causing a myriad of problems
one of which being i cannot reach my keys
do not eat the flowers
i know whats best for you
little one
you are causing a myriad of problems
one of which being i cannot reach my keys
do not eat the flowers
i know whats best for you
#cats
#love
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2 Comments
Feline On the Prowl
Feline On the Prowl
Her face decorated for Samhain
With feline whiskers and ears
Whose lipstick is a Gothic smirk
Painted in red and black shades of midnight
When the witching hour
Turns into the inner cat
Of a woman morphed
Into a purring succubus
With one cheek painted in the white
Of a Japanese Geisha
And the other pink with her natural complexion
As she gazes from eyes
That have known the dark corners of the city
Where her black sheen shimmers in...
Her face decorated for Samhain
With feline whiskers and ears
Whose lipstick is a Gothic smirk
Painted in red and black shades of midnight
When the witching hour
Turns into the inner cat
Of a woman morphed
Into a purring succubus
With one cheek painted in the white
Of a Japanese Geisha
And the other pink with her natural complexion
As she gazes from eyes
That have known the dark corners of the city
Where her black sheen shimmers in...
#cats
#gothic
#Halloween
#seductive
#women
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6 Comments
No Verbal Tense
In the twilight of day, where shadows stretch long,
you find yourself pondering, life's complex song.
The moon, a cheese wheel, rolls across the sky,
stars sprinkle the heavens, a cosmic pie.
Your thoughts wander, a kite in a hurricane,
pulled by the winds of whimsy and pain.
Cats sleep, their purrs a melody sweet,
dreams of catnip and mice at their feet.
You sip on your tea, a brew of contemplation,
steeping in moments of pure fascination.
Each sip a journey, a boat on life's river,
navigating currents that make your...
you find yourself pondering, life's complex song.
The moon, a cheese wheel, rolls across the sky,
stars sprinkle the heavens, a cosmic pie.
Your thoughts wander, a kite in a hurricane,
pulled by the winds of whimsy and pain.
Cats sleep, their purrs a melody sweet,
dreams of catnip and mice at their feet.
You sip on your tea, a brew of contemplation,
steeping in moments of pure fascination.
Each sip a journey, a boat on life's river,
navigating currents that make your...
#cats
#earth
#humankind
#universe
#WritingPoetry
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8 Comments
Two Cats
In the soft glow of evening
two cats lie together.
Their breaths steady
tails gently twitching in dreams.
Their whiskers quiver,
paws knead the air,
murmurs of sleep talk
escape their parted lips.
One purrs deeply,
a sound like distant thunder.
The other replies,
a softer rhythmic hum.
Their bodies rise and fall
with each contented sigh,
In this tranquil moment
all is almost quiet and serene.
You watch over them,
heart swelling with love,
Each sound, each movement, ...
two cats lie together.
Their breaths steady
tails gently twitching in dreams.
Their whiskers quiver,
paws knead the air,
murmurs of sleep talk
escape their parted lips.
One purrs deeply,
a sound like distant thunder.
The other replies,
a softer rhythmic hum.
Their bodies rise and fall
with each contented sigh,
In this tranquil moment
all is almost quiet and serene.
You watch over them,
heart swelling with love,
Each sound, each movement, ...
#beauty
#cats
#dreams
#love
#sleep
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My Beautiful Cat, Syshin
My little racoon,
my little fox,
but a cat you actually are combined with all these grand qualities
of my favorite animals.
A quiet, shy loner you are always,
whether in darkness or light.
In the light, those circular eyes of yours
are mere slits, showing your matureness and dignity.
But in the darkness, those dark pupils dilate, covering most of the yellow-ness behind them and emphasizing how much of an overly cute pushover you are.
When it becomes night time, your dark fur
makes you practically invisible.
You become part of the...
my little fox,
but a cat you actually are combined with all these grand qualities
of my favorite animals.
A quiet, shy loner you are always,
whether in darkness or light.
In the light, those circular eyes of yours
are mere slits, showing your matureness and dignity.
But in the darkness, those dark pupils dilate, covering most of the yellow-ness behind them and emphasizing how much of an overly cute pushover you are.
When it becomes night time, your dark fur
makes you practically invisible.
You become part of the...
#cats
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I Looked In The Trees
I looked in the trees.
The panther gave a cold deadly stare.
It leaped itself towards me.
The panther gave a cold deadly stare.
It leaped itself towards me.
#cats
#dark
#death
#dialogue
#fiction
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Me Cat. Com!
I know i'm in my sixties now
I'm not in denial of how
(Which means i am!)
Lies, lies, damn lies!!!
I'm actually twenty seven
With the curiousity of a cat
I'm a cat in a hat
With wings of a butterfly
(The cat ate the body, but left the wings!)
Poor butterfly, for goodness sake
That it should be used in a cake
Then end up in my mouth
As if by mistake!
by Jemia
I'm not in denial of how
(Which means i am!)
Lies, lies, damn lies!!!
I'm actually twenty seven
With the curiousity of a cat
I'm a cat in a hat
With wings of a butterfly
(The cat ate the body, but left the wings!)
Poor butterfly, for goodness sake
That it should be used in a cake
Then end up in my mouth
As if by mistake!
by Jemia
#aging
#butterfly
#cats
#funny
#satirical
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