Cat Destiny Poems

*On the subject of Visual Exposure versus Narrative Coherence: "The difference between suspense and surprise is to give the audience some lead then leave the...

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Like a new babe at life's door
this one last chance at being alive
yet cries for redemption, 
I'm really, really, sorry, 
but be quiet.

I don't know...

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On such an important day when daylight wakes up in the morning with a blank screen looking in my face and the carriage is dragging...

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Damian and Dolly met at the small Park 
A mile away from her and Molly's apartment.
They were touching loving kissing and a bit of
Caressing. ...

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As Siamese cat frightens the pygmy jerboa rat,
So too humans under fate or destiny's habitat; 
I am chained; grab-hooked; the master-link is held by someone,
Like...

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The Old Man Could See
By Cat Ferman

 
UCLA, 1969 
My dad's late for class again.
He spots a girl from Sweden
And asks her out again. 
My...

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In the winter I realize 
I became a cat moving from one cozy spot to the next. 
I stretch and lay. 

I watch the snowfall...

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Where have you gone 
My haven
My shield
In times of chaos
Confusion
When every decision
Ends with my world torn apart
Bridges burning 
The smoke signals returning no echos
You have...

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When Spring’s soft murmurs broke the stillness of the rolling hills,
He took his guitar outside to welcome days of daffodils.
His music wound throughout the pines...

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Wither-all to compensate for bending neurons break
I can sometimes see from close or far
the ashes of an endless burning stake
Cosmos shape reflected in my jar.

Arise...

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Those little gloomy eyes,
Mining dreams,
Imagining a red mansion, 
Golden ceilings and Diamond chandeliers,
With a tint of yellow,
Cat lying on the pillow,
Peaceful chirps of garden, 
Watering...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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For I myself,
I sit and watch and wait
as if time were transcendental
as though I can make life’s 
moments move
FAST 
or s l o w.

As if...

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Staring into the mirror looking your self into the eyes is said to be a window to the soul. What do you really see? When...

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Donkey Neigh flaunted his family, hence Sis, the cat, purred,
"My male ancestors are viewed very well in the Good Book."
Whereupon, Sis drives the point home,...

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