Short Neutered Poems
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My tom cat Jeff was neutered and in that he had no choice
Now he purrs and meows with a high-pitched falsetto voice!
There once was a brave son of a gun
Who would pull his own trigger for fun
He saw a school shooter
Whom he shot and neutered --
That brave son's gun sure got the job done!
Popular pretensions
pretend God is faceless
impersonal,neutered and neutral;
No,no-way,no-way they say
believing themselves
this and that;
Anything,everything
something and nothing.
Slave-driving beaver:
"Dam it
Damn it!"
Unhappy restaurant client:
Diner
Whiner
Neutered Tomcat:
Benign
Feline
Why did she slap me? All I did was:
Toot her
Hooter
Careless Urologist:
Pecker
Wrecker
elevated
motifs
the
familiar
intimacy
oft
the
everyday:
passive
eternal
verging
on the
insignificant
yet
recognisable
subservient
self-effacing
neutral
neutered
by
neglect
Joe was supposed to get Buddy neutered.
They return home without surgery or the cone of shame.
Do you know what neutering means? My husband asks me.
Yes, I do.
This is why I set up the appointment.
Unfortunately….
I cannot lift either of them into the car.
1.
a tornado's curl
small girl throws sand in the air -
vertical cleavage
2.
combines in a field -
grains of truth escaping hail,
locusts, wind, and fire
3.
hail storm’s calling card
twelve by sixty miles scorched earth –
life's tendrils neutered
Brian Johnston
22nd of August 2018
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I shall go hence
back whence I sprung
to shed, disgorge, eviscerate
all that I have ever known
all that I have ever learned
all that I am
all that is me, I be.
A full hard refresh
to be what I could be
untainted, smirched
unbiased, neutered.
Hence to whence
and thence I be,
freely
impotent.
I recall a time past when my Tuesday was smitten,
(Before being neutered she was my little sex kitten),
With a big one-eyed cat, my orange cat Popeye;
In heat, she walked beside him
With her front scrunched way down
And her butt in the air
And an urgent come-hither look in her eye.
(Sept. 5, 2016)
farm cat was jealous of rooster’s harem,
to have harem of his own was his dream,
farmer needed rooster make hens lay eggs,
and he neutered farm cat between the legs
Premier Contest 3rd placement
written 14/08/2021
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Prevalence,I embrace broken glass by chance
I've bend my eyes at the presence eclipse glance
Prevalence, my surroundings past future pretense
Eating neutered grass washing hands in warm cactus drenched
Midnight dartings
Heated snapdragons
Hell bound apprehension...
Midnight calling heated melted iron prevalence?
5/5/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Much serious thought should be given
to the naming of them,
for would we call a Byzantine Emperor
Tiddles, Blackie or Patches,
would we name an Egyptian Pharaoh,
Ginger, Tiger, Tom, or Peanut?
Cats are royalty, no less noble
than the Great Charlemagne -
and they know it.
So, for God's sake choose wisely
and get them neutered,
for no one wants
a pissed off Caligula
in their humble home.
I've had many pets in my life.
Right now two cats and I abide
In my small house the size for us,
But I can't let this pair outside.
They're feral cats that I rescued
When wild coyotes invaded nests.
Wild coyotes on our rich farm land
Have become real cat-nab pests.
A neutered tom and spayed kitty
Have the full range of my loved home.
Their antics keep me entertained
And none of us now care to roam.
They run and play amicably
And gladly share their lives me.
11/16/2014
She has a fever.
I leave her dozing fitfully on the veranda.
Halfway to the woods there is a farm gate
where she will often squat
and piss.
The grass is brown, but still thrives,
strangely adapted to uric rain.
Paris the giant poodle is here,
his nose a rapier seeking past and present.
Several dogs from good families arrive
to vie with each other
in search of her ‘wherefore art thou?’
Tragically, Romeo (a bulldog neutered last week),
today plays alone
with his squeaky bone.