Maine Coon Poems - Poems about Maine Coon

...Using the need to convey and communicate. She spoke to those she reherst as they needed to communicate. the director had been ordered find words to convey and give meaning to the terminology use......Read the rest...

...You should check out the cat and bird library, the old man told us. We thought he was a bit wacked, because he was an ornery cuss. And he liked to torment and tease. Life to him was kind of a joke.......Read the rest...

...Maine Coon Cat stands at dining table checking my plate......Read the rest...

...There is a new sheriff in town and he’s a Maine Coon of course. We had tried a duck, a fish, a llama, a cobra, a spider and a horse. We watched the Maine Coon strut up and down showing off his star......Read the rest...

...A bulldog, spaniel and terrier played a game of pool. Relieving me of my money and kibble. I felt like a fool. They saw my T-bone and started to be salivating a drool. I offered to trade them for ......Read the rest...

...It was a normal Tuesday in Kansas until a quarter to two A Bengal cat came down on my head, it had big eyes of blue. A British shorthair came flying by and landed on my knee. Then a Sphynx and a ......Read the rest...

...You have the hysterical look of mutes that roar through narrow straws. I see in your yellow eyes – a Jules Verne winking moon. Soon that ribbed pink cave will release another flock of demented co......Read the rest...

...Thanks to you all Thanks to those who come to poetrysoup.com, practise poems, write, read and share poems and comment on others Thanks to those who read my writings, do comments, follow ......Read the rest...

...For my sister, Sami, because this morning one of our four Maine Coons suddenly and unexpectedly died... Haughty snobbish tomcat tap water trample cat never inside brat i......Read the rest...

...Fuzzy wasn’t my cat although I fed him every morning at four o'clock for 10 years. He was my wife’s cat, loved to sit on her lap, be petted, jump down and rub his head against her feet. He was ......Read the rest...

...Here we are fans this fine summer day, to watch Trash Can Cats, versus Downtown Stray. The field is grand in this deep wooded glen, pitchers are warming up in the bull pen. Pitching for the Cat......Read the rest...

...I miss dear Kizzie every day. In dreams I see his beautiful face. Pets go to heaven,this I pray. Such a wonderful kitty I couldn't replace. Always I called him my gentle giant. A beautiful gra......Read the rest...

...Sitting alone in the light of the moon Twirling my glass of red wine I retreated back into my cocoon But still felt a chill up my spine Something flew by in front of the moon With a silhouette of a ......Read the rest...

...At Hemmingway's cottage by the sea His six-toed Maine Coon Cat played with me He spun and jumped and chased some string The joy I felt made me sing (This is just fantasy. Sara)......Read the rest...

...In a wooden cottage Beside the sea The voice of Hemmingway is calling me Come and join the six toed cats Gathering in my comfy lap They'll be taking their evening nap This is all I have of ......Read the rest...