Short Yowls Poems

Moonlight beckons the stray souls
   conjured from pain and lost in time
Guided by memories and kins' yowls
   they meld in styx with a blissful chime....

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Pussy cat pussy cat
Your growls and your yowls
Your calls and your mauls
Patting me down
Making me into a nest
Your jaws and your claws
Ouch pussy cat!...

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The war-dogs chew at the throat of Man,
Killing as canines can,
With drooling jowls and fetor that fouls
The air, with harrowing warrior-howls--
They herald the End with their yelps and yowls....

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  One empty black night,
Two yowls shrieked through the night air;
Three minute cat fight.

One shudders at the dying plea of beasts;
Two injured cats is bad; glad it’s not three!
 
Written 2-25-19...

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The insect hymns
press gently on the inner ears.

They hide in the umbra,
great intricacies
of chitinous clicks
and timpanis
and tiny shockwave harmonies
grooving late
into the ferocious night -

until the umbra yowls
and hoots,
and the the hunters seek the hymns....

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My days are dogged
by ankle-panthers,
my nights cursed
by the thwarted yowls
of sexual athletes.

I try to negotiate a way
into their affections
yet they scorn
chin tickles,
my hesitant ear petting.

They all strut away
tails stiff in the air
flashing me that old pink
one eye....

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As the wind blows
I almost know
I can feel the thrill
Without one kill

As the wind talks
I start to walk
No one understands
A man with no hands

As the wind yowls
It sounds like howls
Like women in need of money
Or craving for some honey

As the wind weeps 
I get the creeps
It sounds like cries 
When someone dies...

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Red juicy apples lying across 
round pumpkin fields
terrifying the scavengers

Black yowls 
dusting up the corn rows
Softening up the cats

Hallows Eve
Waiting around the corner
Eager to shake up the spiders

Witches 
Stirring October’s brew
In apple tree cauldron

Trick—or-Treaters
tromping from house to house
scared of nothing

Halloween Magic...

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They climbed
resuming the mongrel form, 
The twelve.
A catcalling mob
burdened by sympathetic stimulants, 
Procured from the neck.
Yippering yowls 
break from a youth, 
Torn from thick, incongruous lips.
As a pack
they leap onto the quivering metal, 
Slender paws slapping on ice.
Ice all round; 
leering...over bearing... ungracious ice
To aid their whimpering might....

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CATS

The house is a rumble with cat yowls and howls. 
They sharpen their claws, and duel with their paws.
They roll and tumble and make the dog grumble. 
Steal what they shouldn't, 
try high jumps they couldn't. 
Use grapple hooks to climb my legs, 
leaving bloody trails behind their tails.  
Then they sleep and look so sweet,
Until they wake; more stuff to break....

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Cancer has no answer 
Death leaves a shaky breath
Left feeling so bereft 

Dark thoughts create a mark
Spent in life's wary dent
Saddened, feeling maddened 

Cries of pain pierce the eyes 
Languish in deep anguish 
Seeping blackness creeping 

Cancer, gloom enhancer
Prowls as pained patient yowls 
Tears cut short hurtful years


06.04.2021


For Chantelle Anne Cooke's "Cancer Ivy" contest...

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