Amy cat passed
six days ago today…
FATE took her away
after eleven purrfect years
We offer this tribute with gratitude
for the gray tabby ninja with cattitude —
finis vitae sed non amoris
‘Tis a pity
if a wee ditty
is not clever or witty
Call on Miss Pretty
~ itty-bitty kitty
The tabby sits back with his cigarette,
smoke curling like a lazy question
over the white cat stretched on a pillow.
He taps his Injecta pen,
studying her pale tail, her unmarked back,
as if imagining stripes is half the art.
Some identities are borrowed, he thinks,
a little ink, a little imitation~
nothing too serious, just a soft suggestion
of who we might become.
He draws slow lines,
letting his own bold markings guide him,
letting admiration slip into mimicry
the way cats copy each other’s confidence.
The white cat doesn’t mind.
She purrs at the attention,
at the small reinvention blooming on her fur,
at the notion that change can be chosen
or simply offered by someone
who believes nature can be nudged.
He leans back, his cigarette glowing,
and wonders if every creature
carries a stripe or two
inked by someone else~
or added just for fun.
Spinning around,
Jumping rope,
Something found,
Gave wonder and hope.
Homework to do,
Grades to earn,
Squabbles brew,
Moody concern.
Research to keep,
Always on the go,
Lack of sleep,
Prideful show.
Life still a mess,
Why am I fat?!
Work in progress,
More than one cat.
Rocking chair,
Sitting out front,
Knowing stare,
Memories confront.
In Devon, Gina was mad at Sarah and so
Took Sarah's kitten, to the kitchen did go
Put it the microwave, pushed the button in
Kitten died in pain, I'd call that a sin.
Two teens in Juniata did the same as a prank
For them its fun, but to me it stank.
Is it something missing in the mind, or converse
A dark side that drives their morals in reverse?
Two teens in Alberta broke into a home, so brave
Smashed it up, put the cat in a microwave
Listened to it scream in pain before it died
Painted two mocking messages on the side.
Two teen girls in Maine put a cat - guess where:
They made a video on social media to share
Sharing cruelty is not very bright
Not every agrees that such deeds are right.
These humans got into trouble, because not all agree:
That fun with cats goes with humanity.
And yet, I eat animals every day
I put out mouse traps, throw dead mice away.
I guess the difference is that I don't want to cause pain
But some people do, though not clinically insane
Its part of the human condition that they are out there
Know your surroundings, take heed and take care.
There are times when nobody can save
You could be that cat in the microwave.
Meow-meow of joyous purring reign
she champions Mom's role midst feline terrain
our dear cat, Meowna prevails
nurturing, she never fails...
feeds kittens, fights mice beyond triumph-gain.
There's a teddy bear with his feet in the air
in the middle of the cat's soft bed.
It was his favourite toy, his pride and joy,
'til he decided to rip off it's head.
If you believe as I've come to believe,
that reincarnation, by design,
brings serial killers back, who continue to attack
in the form of a fuzzy feline.
He has a skill for the hunt and the kill.
You just know he's been at it forever.
But the new disguise -those whiskers, those eyes -
well that was damn well clever.
Sept. 5, 2026
If I were a cat
I’d scratch this and that
To me it wouldn’t matter
I’d pee on the floor
Chip paint off the door
Maybe jump on the counter
I act like a cat
Thinking this and that
But actions always matter
So now I’m a man
I sit with my sham
And I begin to shatter
Because I can see
It always was she
Left crying, dying, after
My Charlie cat, many long years ago
would use a pet door to come in and go.
But at times he gave way
let a neighborhood stray
sneak in, eat his food, pretend not to know.
I open my eyes, drink my coffee,
And exchange a glance with the cat.
I also breathe in the fresh air,
Along with the air of cleaning up cat poop.
The cat I chose,
Whether it runs away or stays in my arms,
We each go our own way.
I no longer hold you back.
I have already swallowed the memories.
Even if you leave, I will not cry.
Just as we met again because we needed each other,
If needed someday, we shall meet again.
The smell of cat poop and urine in the restroom.
Blaming myself is only just beginning.
Like the Lord, the shepherd to you, my new baby cat,
I guide you and we set off on our journey once more.
Before the feminine
Had in the feline
What kept as sweet company with.
And more so tranquil!
Bedded, if back of me.
If days not nightly.
Love-snug purrs, if unstroked too
And sleepy, heard still.
breeze blows through the house
cats fur swept up like vacuum
spiraled silver streaks
You cannot groom yourself.
You cannot manage your own fur.
Though you are sometimes neat,
Your mop of hair
Has become mere prey in a cat's eyes.
The structure of my head
Wafts the wind away,
And my perked-up Batman ears
See right through unseen intentions.
I run. I leap.
When my whiskers find their calm,
I look back behind me.
Yet even then, my jellybeans
Are always preparing
For a sudden counterattack.
sitting in sunlight
eyes like emeralds shining
gathering cat thoughts
When you don't reflect, on cause and effect, you're leaping right to the middle
With half of the clue, apparent to you, you will never unwrap the riddle
But when you know how
Milk comes from a cow
You'll be over the moon, finish work before noon, cause you'll know cat comes before fiddle
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