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sentient cat burglar
ninja on the prowl


AP: 1st place 2025

Categories: prowler, animal, cat, night,
Form: Haiku

The Dream Prowler

I've always known you
to be a monarch, a fairy
golden wingdust scatter
all over my psyche

Do you remember
when we were flightless
like caterpillars?
Now you fly in a private jet, I bet

Do you still curve your lips
into a Mona Lisa smile?
Or do you weep now, from afar?
Do your tears stain the very petals
you touch with your wingtip?

Categories: prowler, friendship,
Form: Free verse

The Prowler

The wind is a howling a gale,
there’s thumping and bumping outside.
There’s moans that sound very ghostly
and it shrieked like somebody cried,
so I stepped out into the darkness 
where mystery I hoped would unfold,
then whack! I am flat on me back.
Someone has knocked me out cold.

My wife helped me into the house,
and one eye is swollen

Categories: prowler, humorous,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Night Prowler

I am something that stirs in the dark.
I am no dog I cannot bark.
My eyes are aglow as light hits my face. 
Moving swiftly I stumble with grace.
I watch as trees move in the strong breeze.
At all the other creatures that are just like me.
But something over there isn't like us.
Some start to go and

Categories: prowler, animal, cat, character, rain,
Form: Rhyme

The Night Prowler

At peace midnight he blew his whistle
Down the street he walks alone
Followed behind by his own shadow
He makes the dark aware not to be lone. 
There he steered by the chromatic moonlight
And fight against those felony psychs
He palisades by his valiance so intent
Yet he never abscises his pride. 

Once he acquaints with the shadow of

Categories: prowler, life, on work and
Form: Free verse

Prowler of Emotions

I am Poet.
The unrelenting prowler
of emotions

and I walk 

day and night,
reaching 

to edges of life.
And, through my creations-
my voice,

I give

words
to the unspoken

feelings, 
dowered with such beauty,
truth and pain.

Categories: prowler, art, life, on writing
Form: Lyric