Cat 3 Poems - Poems about Cat 3

never loved cat ways their tail-flicking arrogance their unasked-for gaze my family longed for one — I yielded, keeping distance stray kitten arrived they all fawned gushed over it but the cat chose me the least interested one who shooed and shoved it away smitten by kitten my heart disinterested lurched to beat retreat we're inseparable now the kitten has claimed my lap...

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Garfield was with Jon,                                                              sitting on the lawn.                                   ...

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Frantic meows and urgent leading show me the way to the food container "Meow, meow, meow" translates as "Feed me, feed me, NOW!" So, I do and give him a few head rubs as he devours the food and begs for more...

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The surgeon had successfully removed his libido and fed it to the hospital cat. Corridors became whispering tubes for I.V. drip pushing wanderers, their pale bottoms peering out like beluga whales through the cracks of gaping gowns. He dreamed often, the drugs swiped his mind, he was a screen, that with flickering ease erased and replaced his life with crazily narrated electric poetry, a hypersonic buzz that pretzelled his...

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Cat was very nice to mice: If asked for cheese, replied, how big a slice?~ My honor to please! -- Was also fond of backyard birds: Wonderful! Marvelous!~ his admiring words. Now dog, was a bit more ornery... he barked a lot, even at the laundry -- protector of all, in that way true~ a tinted greyhound, who answered to Blue --...

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The cat’s curled up the dog’s dreaming deep The parakeet’s quiet from the mouse not a peep Kids tucked away so early, half past...

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Mr. Dee, the down and out, downcast, downhearted cat broody, moody, gloomy and in no way fat dejected, rejected, chased off by some oppressed, depressed, droopy and rather glum could not trust people after he was thrown away buoying him up now is my brilliant cat-loving Aunt Fay....

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The black cat’s shadow slips beneath the church’s door, blessing itself thrice....

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GOTCHA ! Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise, the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art! My heart was once a lonely keep, a silent place while I did sleep. But then you came, my tabby boy, a cream-colored, purring joy. I trace the stripes across your fur, my solace...

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Polly Pure Paint was a painter cat with rainbow eyes. She loved acrylics and watercolors, she had so many supplies. Her studio was full of glitter paints and copper cogs and wheels too. She had a steampunk side, that embodied her art through and through....

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polka dot curtains in the form of dotted swiss light and airy, fuzzy and bumpy, minute and white polka dotted pillows in reds, blues and oranges unusual in grandma’s house; everything here usually has a dog on it She has a dog-print couch, dog-paw-print carpeting, dog apron, dog dishtowel, dog toilet paper holder. Maybe this is her idea of branching out? Where...

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It's to be expected this time of year, mid Winter, a merciless wind straight off the bay blowing leaves left over from Autumn, lifting them like dead prey flicked up by the claws of a cat reliving the kill in its remorseless play. ...

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Eco-anxiety over the big cats, I am in fear of an empty space. Sitting on top of the food chain in their absence balance is off. Every day they slowly decline, eco-anxiety over the big cats. Panic is no longer dwindling, increasing as numbers shrink. The racing pulse of a lush forest every creature is a part of it. Eco-anxiety...

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A QUIET SUMMER CROWD Birds perched on the fence… Cats sleeping under shade trees… Flowers looking on… ...

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Oh no! the cat’s out we spent the whole day looking when we got home ~ meow! ...

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