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.
A MEOW CHASE
The noise woke me up.
Cat ran from under the bed:
Big rat chasing her!
On meow buses
no cat fusses.
Sweet little kitties
meow rodent ditties;
deck out bunting
time for hunting.
With pounding paws
furries prime claws.
Amid glad rasping
there is no fasting.
A bellicose black,
statues a pugnacious white—
Meow. Miaow. Mee.
in this dark night
only silence w h i s p e r s~
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Placement: First
Who said meow, could be a cat, but what if not?
Was it a stray cat, or a cat from upper floor?
But one could imitate the sound that we’ve heard
And by the way, it could’ve been a creaking door
Let’s sort out the facts we have at hand
If they are real, not someone’s manipulation
That meow could be a bait a spy might sent
A code to hack our files, pinpoint location
As for the subsequent research we took
We’re glad to say, the fact has been established
We noted this meow in our factual book
Never before that meowing cat was published.
Swifties Unite!
Mimi, Taylor's most insta-swifty, totally meowed
As she grabs some me time, she'll vote she vowed
I really must flush and shoo
Me lady needs the loo
Swifty Cat ladies unite! We’re smart, brave and proud!
Old Mr.Meow says,
"It's story time now!
Come children and listen to me."
They gather around
And he set his tea down...
"Where shall I begin, let me see...
There once was a girl
As small as a pearl
And so she was named by her Dad.
Unable to find
A husband in kind
Her father gave all that he had.
So he send word
To King Eggward
Hoping for a reply.
Although the King
Was crack-brained he
Was also a very sweet guy.
King Eggward knew
Who for the girl would do
For his nephew was orange but small.
He sent word back
For the family to pack
For a long trip in the Fall.
To a land far away
Called The Orchard so they
Could find the Apple house there.
Where his nephew the wee
Lived a life full and free
And the couple would make a great ‘pear.’
When they arrived
To find this little orange guy
a terrible tragedy befell!
In the field where they went
Just where the King sent,
Found Only applesauce full of eggshell!
when our cat would meow
her excrement we did view
had known when she was through
when cat went meow
her excrement we would view
knew when she was through
She was the cat’s meow
But yet she cried bow-wow
Bow-wow-meow is the place I drink milk moo-moo
Not mine skirt apparel I’m the ballerina in the tutu
Whom am I to cry out, when in my throat I shout NOW
11/17/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Right, Meow
I'll put my words here
Where they cannot hurt you
And you don't have to hear them if you wish
I'll make it unclear
Obscuring the virtue
Of the goals and the souls that we miss
I want it to matter
But it doesn't
The silence was shattered
But it wasn't
Keeping our distance
Together
Wondering where "what ifs" went
Forever
I knew at the time
That it was right now
As you looked back and walked out of view
In that airport line
I knew it right, meow
The last time I'd ever see you
The royal cats are very proud
They sit upon their thrones
They wear their crowns and jewels and robes
And rule their kitty zones
The royal cats are very wise
They know their history
They trace their lineage to the pharaohs
And ancient royalty
The royal cats are very kind
They treat their subjects well
They share their food and toys and beds
And listen to their tales
The royal cats are very loved
They make their people smile
They grace them with their presence and their purrs
And stay with them a while
In the dead half of night, when the dark is too still,
The Sacred Meow Society convenes to court thrill,
A council of cats, with eyes all ablaze,
With ancient importance through worlds they liaise.
They gather in secret, beneath high moon's light,
Muted meowing their own regal rite,
Discussing the mysteries of yarn and of death,
And the ways of the world, and new cures for fish breath.
With flicks of their whiskers and fur shining bright,
They purr of appeasements and secrets at night,
And though their language we cannot speak,
Their power and presence we constantly seek.
For this feline committee is more than just cats,
It's a connection to something, that goes beyond that,
A reminder of mystery, it's woven in life,
That enigmas and horrors exist next to strife.
Keep your ears open along with your eyes,
For ominous mews from which fright fills the sky,
And know that the cats, who gather in peace,
Are a reminder of darkness, that never does cease.
The Sacred Meow Society
The sacred meow society
Dripping in their jewels
They lead with unseen fisted paw
Make no deals with mice nor fools
Their eyes as gold as gleaming crowns
Resting on furry heads
Poor beast who dares to cross them
Would be lucky to be dead
They are the Meow Society
In decadence and fur,
When they run
(A sight uncommon)
They are naught but a blur
With tails like whips
And swords on hips
And brains just like a crow
The Sacred Meow Society
Most formidable of foes.
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