John Gondolf Poet Quintain (English)

The Feral Feline

A feral feline stalks the night
displaying wild and wicked ways
while searching prey for her delight,
and chasing all the lonely strays,
and all the toms out to betray.

She hunts them down when night is dark;
her instincts tell her who is weak.
She culls them out and picks her mark,
and charms him with her wild mystique
then pounces on her prey so meek.

And woe to those who try to tame 
this feral feline on the hunt,
and rid her of this moral shame
‘cause wild she is, and I’ll be blunt,
it’s what she does so don’t confront.

She’s always been this sort of girl
enjoying her wild life despite
her having beauty of a pearl;
so taming her would not be right,
this feral feline of the night.


August 6, 2018

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Warren Doll August 15, 2018 at 9:06 AM You know the feral mind very well. Wonderful write on such a unique subject, John. John Gondolf August 15, 2018 at 9:51 AM Warren, thanks for the visit and for your comments. I appreciate it. John

Susan Gentry August 12, 2018 at 6:53 PM Congratulations on your win. Rhyme and rhythm flows. Much can be read into this feral poem. Enjoyed. :) John Gondolf August 12, 2018 at 7:14 PM Thank you, Susan, I appreciate it.

Pandita Sietesantos August 11, 2018 at 3:59 PM Congratulations my friend on your win with this incredible piece! The feline mystique is indeed beautifully intriguing and you have excellently portrayed it here. Hugs. Pandita John Gondolf August 12, 2018 at 7:05 PM Thank you so much, Pandita, I appreciate it. John

Line Gauthier August 11, 2018 at 8:34 AM Wow, a beauty, John. Congrats on your well deserved win. John Gondolf August 11, 2018 at 8:36 AM Thank you, Line, I appreciate it. John

John Lawless August 10, 2018 at 6:13 PM methinks there is a metaphor within that reveals so much more....congrats on your placement. John Gondolf August 10, 2018 at 7:03 PM Methinks you are correct...thanks, John, I appreciate it.

Sandra Haight August 10, 2018 at 3:06 PM Great facts about feral cats woven into your lovely poem, John. I enjoyed reading it, and congrats on your win. Sandra John Gondolf August 10, 2018 at 3:20 PM Thank you, Sandra, I appreciate it. John

Winged Warrior August 8, 2018 at 7:56 AM Excellent Quintain John...you have feline perception...feral at that...love & felines...^WW^ John Gondolf August 8, 2018 at 7:59 AM Thanks, WW, I always appreciate your comments, what would we do without felines. All the best. John

Carole Duet August 6, 2018 at 9:04 PM I love this, John. It's so...wild! lol Love your rhymes. Just awesome! John Gondolf August 6, 2018 at 9:30 PM Thank you so much, Carole, I’m glad you enjoyed it. John

Andrea Dietrich August 6, 2018 at 3:12 PM we see some feral animals that look so cute and we want to tame them. But certain ones can never be tamed.(sadly) I think it would be great fun to have a pet raccoon or something like that. Cute entry to the contest. John Gondolf August 6, 2018 at 3:24 PM Thank you, Andrea, some creatures just weren't meant to be tamed, it's part of their mystique. John

Brandy Nicole August 6, 2018 at 1:17 PM Hmm, it seems as though her wild side needs tamed. That may be impossible, but anything is possible. Most of time. :) Something different from your pen, but sometimes different makes for an excellent poem. ~ Brandy John Gondolf August 6, 2018 at 1:31 PM Sometimes they just can't be tamed, this from a man's point of view of course. ;) I wrote this for the Feral Contest; I took a different approach, we'll see what the judge thinks. Thank you for your thoughts, Brandy. John

Heidi Sands August 6, 2018 at 9:19 AM Very smoothly written with great rhyming John :) John Gondolf August 6, 2018 at 9:36 AM Thank you, Heidi.