Purrsday Poetry: Your Friday Art Cat is Poetic

A bundle of grace and fur, a cat makes the purrfect subject for many a poem. I’ve often been interested how writers depict cats of all sizes. William Blake’s Tyger, Tyger Burning Bright, or, The Owl and the Pussycat by Edward Lear are two of my favorites because they capture the feline essence both physically, and symbolically.

Drawing of a tiger and a tabby cat.
A page from my sketchbook where I was thinking about the relatedness of cats.

It’s also easy to see how much my domestic cats are like their larger, more fierce and dramatic, cousins, as exemplified in this poem by J.R.R. Tolkien.

 

CAT
The fat cat on the mat
   may seem to dream
of nice mice that suffice
   for him, or cream;
but he free, maybe,
   walks in thought
unbowed, proud, where loud
   roared and fought
his kin, lean and slim,
   or deep in den
in the East feasted on beasts
   and tender men.

The giant lion with iron
   claw in paw,
and huge ruthless tooth
   in gory jaw;
the pard,[note 1] dark-starred,
   fleet upon feet,
that oft soft from aloft
   leaps on his meat
where woods loom in gloom–
   far now they be,
   fierce and free,
   and tamed is he;
but fat cat on the mat
   kept as a pet,
   he does not forget.

If you’re a Tolkien fan and want more information about this poem and its origins, you can find it here at the Tolkien Gateway.

For more fun art and stories about my cats, please visit me at Art is Not for Sissies.

 

When in doubt, add a kitty.

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Purrsday Poetry: Frightened, Curious Eyes

Hi everyone,

Please find below the latest entry in Purrsday Poetry by Syedah Maryam Iqbal:

It was peeking outside, through the rusted hole,

With its frightened, curious eyes,

The world appeared unexplored to it,

It was unaware of any lurking dangers,

Hunting for the inquisitive souls.

Lurking dangers that learned to tear down,

That wanted no more to stand as rivals,

That fought all and survived,

But survived, for how long?

The new frightened, curious eyes,

Held better chances of survival,

More days and nights to witness everything,

Their watchers were aware so they helped,

Shunning away all that appeared threatening, breath taking.

They stood as a guarding wall in the face of all perils,

But guarded, for how long?

The frightened, curious eyes have to go on and coexist on their own

They have to come out of their safe abode,

Sharpening their claws, getting equipped for the hunters,

Fighting against all their frights,

Facing every soul that appears blight,

The unexplored world offers them to learn a lot,

But learned, for how long?

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This poem first appeared on writcrit.

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Marc

We regularly write about all things relating to cats on our Blog Katzenworld!

My partner and I are owned by three cheeky cats that get up to all kind of mischief that of course you’ll also be able to find out more about on our Blog

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Purrsday Poetry: Dancing & Freedom Haiku

Hi everyone,

Please find below the latest entry in Purrsday Poetry by floridaborne:

My words created

freedom to exclaim my thoughts

dancing without form.

Civility demands a

graceful waltz, yet we stumble.

©Joelle LeGendre

 

This Haiku first appeared on Two on a Rant.

If you would like to enter your own poems for Purrsday Poetry don’t forget to email info@katzenworld.co.uk

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Thanks,

Marc

We regularly write about all things relating to cats on our Blog Katzenworld!

My partner and I are owned by three cheeky cats that get up to all kind of mischief that of course you’ll also be able to find out more about on our Blog

If you are interested in joining us by becoming a regular contributor / guest author do drop me a message.