Cat Mother Son Poems

life is full of treasures
sitting looking out at the courtyard
she is not comely
but has the most precious smile
it radiates in the brightest sunny day
her little...

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Mesh
Of my window screen
In spring
Licked from the inside by our inherited old lady

She is made of bird bones
White whiskers
Wearing her oversized fur coat in the...

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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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In Little Whinging, Privet Drive,
around the bend at Number Four
is sighted, strikingly alive,
a tabby cat not seen before.

Her interests vary from her kind’s -
she does...

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Early this morning, the song of blackbirds
quell the swell of silence enfolded by night.
Dim light on a distant ridge: the sun returns,
freed from Atlantis, drenched...

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A collaboration w/Richard Lamoureux


Her child arrived in a secret way,
hiding him nine months a heavy chore
No daddy just some soldier home from war
Poor little girl,...

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One day, not so long ago, when I was out playing with my dog Ruff, I met a very old woman. She looked very tired...

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Oh! What a day, a perfect day
 Something is found, as the game is plaid,
 Something precious and something good,
 A precious toy with heart...

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