Cat Seasons Poems

It's hot, sweaty and sticky,
A cat just finds a shady place and they are not to picky.

When it's cold we always complain,
When it's hot we...

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The mornings are cool,
each August in Canada-
the days very hot.

My flowers love it,
but, my cat will not go out-
at noon the sun shines.

It feels delicious,
I...

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A cup of coffee in the morning,
While the cat jumped over the fence.
The sun rising over the horizon,
Begining life’s quest with a six pence.

The smell...

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living in this house gets weird in the winter,
we just live here now, the two of us, me and babby.
well, I guess it’s not just...

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You know the Old Lady who lived in a shoe,
She led the Autumn Jive with Little Boy Blue,
DJ Peter Piper looked suave and dapper,
The Old...

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My footsteps echoed the echoes of Time
as through the streets of Salem I walked.
The hour was early and the city still asleep
with only a cat...

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Cat hair
everywhere
cat hair...

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The year 2020 was a year of adjusting to new realities dealing with the pandemic. A pandemic that affected so many people in many ways....

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As I drown in your presence
your smile of laughter
warms my sullen heart, as my
breath returns me to life
loving words flow from your lips
like liquid rose...

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I swirl my Earl Grey, guiding the line's patter, 
as if fishing for riches from my mind's grey matter.

Nostalgia is awakened by thick, canned clam...

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My black cat
Blessed with night's camouflage 
A midnight prowler
On Allhallows Eve

Cold beauty
Statuesque
Silky movements
Ghoulish approach
Flash of stealth
As alley mice scatter
Battle zone of calisthenics
Fur flecked mayhem

Under a...

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Divorce Decree
The Last Word...
	
You and me, 
we are free...
from each other.

You should be happy, 
I no longer have the right;
to make your dinner, 
clean your...

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The door is open today, 
Roosters are making themselves known
With their wild screech cackles.
I am happy, for I sense the onset of spring.

The sun is...

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The sun slips a wink 
And wilts a few degrees
Like ritual, September passes
Leaving a wet headache-

October falls fondly,
Pawing the door like a hungry cat. 
Strewing...

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rain comes rain
rain wets my pain,
wets my dust of gain,
cleans my walking lane,
find I inside a path of sane 

rain comes on empty green fields
cows,...

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