Poems About Cats Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about cats seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
CATS RAP
Cats Purr
Lick their fur
Licked clean
Feline queen
Cats Meow
Avoid bow-wow
Cats scratching
Mouse catching
Cats leap
Go to sleep
Catspaws
Sharp Claws
Cats aloof
Hot tin roof
Cute kitten
I am smitten
Tray kitty
Litter shitty
Furball
Catcall
Cathouse
Cat and mouse
Cool Kats
Cat in the hat
Cats forage
Don’t like porridge
Cat flaps
Kitten naps
Cats tabby
Paws paddy
Cool for cats
Cats on mats
Cat attack
Witches cat
Tortoiseshell ...
Lick their fur
Licked clean
Feline queen
Cats Meow
Avoid bow-wow
Cats scratching
Mouse catching
Cats leap
Go to sleep
Catspaws
Sharp Claws
Cats aloof
Hot tin roof
Cute kitten
I am smitten
Tray kitty
Litter shitty
Furball
Catcall
Cathouse
Cat and mouse
Cool Kats
Cat in the hat
Cats forage
Don’t like porridge
Cat flaps
Kitten naps
Cats tabby
Paws paddy
Cool for cats
Cats on mats
Cat attack
Witches cat
Tortoiseshell ...
#cats
#rap
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Intolerable Cruelty
The Kats
who cruelly
Play with a mouse
for such a long time
torturing and clawing
to death
must still suffer karma
though the medium
of a speeding
truck
proving they only
have one life
who cruelly
Play with a mouse
for such a long time
torturing and clawing
to death
must still suffer karma
though the medium
of a speeding
truck
proving they only
have one life
#sadness
#cats
513 reads
5 Comments
Senryu #22 ...happy moment...
two kittens
round my ankles
softly wind...
round my ankles
softly wind...
#happiness
#cats
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2 Comments
What is Love?
What is love?
Love is a paw on your lips in the morning to tell you they're hungry,
Love is yelling at you when you don't hurry,
Love is long whiskers, and big eyes,
Love is fur lit by sunlit skies.
Love is a slinky shadow, and a striped grey lynx,
Love is a sunkissed, grey with tan Sphinx.
Love is a trouble making-camouflaging-ninja-panther,
Love is, in the corner of your vision, the cat running past, a blur.
Love is a paw swinging at the clumsy, dog oaf,
Love is a skinny string bean, and a curled up, fat, cat...
Love is a paw on your lips in the morning to tell you they're hungry,
Love is yelling at you when you don't hurry,
Love is long whiskers, and big eyes,
Love is fur lit by sunlit skies.
Love is a slinky shadow, and a striped grey lynx,
Love is a sunkissed, grey with tan Sphinx.
Love is a trouble making-camouflaging-ninja-panther,
Love is, in the corner of your vision, the cat running past, a blur.
Love is a paw swinging at the clumsy, dog oaf,
Love is a skinny string bean, and a curled up, fat, cat...
#happiness
#love
#ILoveYou
#family
#cats
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1 Comment
Senryu #19...Tennis-ball-and-Toothpicks Stage
Moxie is a snuggle bunny... plastered
to my side ...in a furry bundle
like a limpet at low tide
to my side ...in a furry bundle
like a limpet at low tide
#love
#childhood
#cats
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0 Comments
kittens
Lovable but prickly
always nibbling at your toes...
sticking you with thorny paws
licking on your nose...
the pair make up a thundering herd
from cellar up to gable
their water bowl is upside down
in a puddle 'neath the table
rebounding off the furniture
and pelting down the hall
I know the gallop's good for them...
but I'm going up the wall.
always nibbling at your toes...
sticking you with thorny paws
licking on your nose...
the pair make up a thundering herd
from cellar up to gable
their water bowl is upside down
in a puddle 'neath the table
rebounding off the furniture
and pelting down the hall
I know the gallop's good for them...
but I'm going up the wall.
#cats
#nature
#evolution
701 reads
8 Comments
Feline Valentine
(a sonnet)
In days of future past when all remains
Are chances sought of all such loves revere
In thoughtful praise of body's entertains
And thoughtful raise of body's wanting sphere.
I will remain as ever in your grace
And deeper still, as ever in your heart.
As ever bound in universe embrace,
As ever found to seek your deepest parts.
Though cats are bound to stalk their prey at night,
Both tigers and old toms, it’s all the same.
I'm bound to mouth my prayers in full day light,
And seek the blood and flesh of...
In days of future past when all remains
Are chances sought of all such loves revere
In thoughtful praise of body's entertains
And thoughtful raise of body's wanting sphere.
I will remain as ever in your grace
And deeper still, as ever in your heart.
As ever bound in universe embrace,
As ever found to seek your deepest parts.
Though cats are bound to stalk their prey at night,
Both tigers and old toms, it’s all the same.
I'm bound to mouth my prayers in full day light,
And seek the blood and flesh of...
#love
#sex
#cats
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Nightmarred
Last night, the twists of black bled a new instigation of dismay… The dark kitten, with a void punctured acerbic; hard and skeletal, is submerged in a steaming pool of white wine. A woman approaches, and observes to an out-drawn soul, “Oh child, it doesn’t hurt.” Then her lips moisten, as she turns the void with swift pounds of her razor-knuckled fist. The dark kitten hastens; thrashes, but remains silent to the void. Ever deep; the wound deepens. A sustained blood flow, unclotting. Then the girl, crying, appears; she implores the woman to heed, but the hag persists. Mourns of the child echo...
#dark
#cats
#despair
#nightmares
#curse
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Tail
In the bleak salt spray, watching baby seals at play, a book, rather a page, steals my mind away -
a book buried within my palms that harms progressive social conduct - I wash my claws of it.
My soul instructs one chapter more,
excused away to the cottage floor
stretched out as a ribby cat
that shamelessly rolls about beside a roaring fire.
The Father begins a conversation on appropriate walking shoes, fetches a map for forward planning
all of which are shoved to a corner nearer the binding,
purring fondly over a place and time, these folk at the...
a book buried within my palms that harms progressive social conduct - I wash my claws of it.
My soul instructs one chapter more,
excused away to the cottage floor
stretched out as a ribby cat
that shamelessly rolls about beside a roaring fire.
The Father begins a conversation on appropriate walking shoes, fetches a map for forward planning
all of which are shoved to a corner nearer the binding,
purring fondly over a place and time, these folk at the...
#family
#cats
#holiday #books
#holiday #books
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2 Comments
An Ode to My Furry Feline Son Bocephus
I swear unto all that I have a cat unlike no other cat out there.
Yes yes yes I know that all cat lovers declare they have one like this too.
But I swear mine is much much different than others or maybe he's not.
Well tell you more about him and why he is a rare uniquely different feline.
For I must begin with how we met.
When I was deployed to Iraq during Desert storms on a dreadful Halloween night in Baghdad I witnessed the birth of a litter of black kittens.
Amongst the litter, there was a runt of the litter which I named Bocephus out of a hubris...
Yes yes yes I know that all cat lovers declare they have one like this too.
But I swear mine is much much different than others or maybe he's not.
Well tell you more about him and why he is a rare uniquely different feline.
For I must begin with how we met.
When I was deployed to Iraq during Desert storms on a dreadful Halloween night in Baghdad I witnessed the birth of a litter of black kittens.
Amongst the litter, there was a runt of the litter which I named Bocephus out of a hubris...
#cats
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0 Comments
Spot in my heart
Found in a Taco Bell drive through
Plaintive mews from a garbage can
A black and white blotch of fur
You were fearless and calm
And became a member of family
As soon as you sniffed the couch
Years at the same home,
You spread your unique genetics
To kittens all over the neighborhood
But the day we moved
You were frightened
And you ran away
Months later, near midnight
I was walking down the street
Heading back home
Appearing from beneath
A neighbor's porch
You dashed to my side ...
Plaintive mews from a garbage can
A black and white blotch of fur
You were fearless and calm
And became a member of family
As soon as you sniffed the couch
Years at the same home,
You spread your unique genetics
To kittens all over the neighborhood
But the day we moved
You were frightened
And you ran away
Months later, near midnight
I was walking down the street
Heading back home
Appearing from beneath
A neighbor's porch
You dashed to my side ...
#friendship
#cats
457 reads
2 Comments
A Female Cat Celebrating New Year
#dogs
#cats
#fate
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1 Comment
DU Poetry : Poems About Cats Seeking Honest Critique