Purrsday Poetry: The Sage sleeps in a Box

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

The Sage sleeps in a Box

she told me
to Brush my Hair More Often
and Get a Job
You Lazy Snob.

because she wants the
Deluxe Cat Tree
made of Alder Wood Velvet.

Cleopatra could not pass
pearls as quickly as that!

i stack more boxes.

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Purrsday Poetry: Cats

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Please find below the latest entry in Purrsday Poetry by Brianna Dawn:

Cats

be like the cat
taking all of those balled up strings of nerves
unwinding them, picking them apart
until they’re an even larger mess of
disorganized chaos
but at least you tried to take it apart
with just a little fun
and afterwards you can
lazily sleep in the sun

____
written by Tiny Fawns (Brianna Dawn)

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Purrsday Poetry: Mika the Little Black Kitten Haiku

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Please find below the latest entry in Purrsday Poetry by Linda.

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Purrsday Poetry: For Felix, 2000-14

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Please find below the latest entry in Purrsday Poetry by Jennifer Barraclough.

FOR FELIX, 2000-14

felix-on-deck

We loved one another for fourteen years
Remembering you now brings back my tears

You came as a fragile rescue kitten
As soon as we met my heart was smitten

Although you and I were perfectly matched
Other admirers would often get scratched

I was the mother that you never had
Nursed you with care when your health became bad

Although the vets were so clever and kind
They could not help as your vigour declined

Why you were so sick nobody could say
Sadly I watched as your life ebbed away
One night when I lay awake on the bed
A cold breeze told me your spirit had fled

I laid you to rest in a garden tomb
Where irises and sweet violets bloom

Passage of time will perhaps dim the pain
Till on the Rainbow Bridge we meet again

felix-grave-c-violets

 

By Jennifer Barraclough

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Purrsday Poetry: Purrsday Poetry: String Eight – The Stray Cat

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

“my” stray cat
eating
in the rain

*

the stray cat
eating
in the snow

*

stray cat
hides
when it sleets

*

my neck
hurts with
these thoughts

*

I dust down the stairs
shaming myself  (I think)
but shaming years

*

don’t worry about
the house’s facade.
worry about the roof

straycat

Poem by theprosepoem

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Photo Credit: Martin Lopatka
Photo Credit: Martin Lopatka

Purrsday Poetry: A Cats Head Haiku

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Please find below the latest entry in Purrsday Poetry by Steve Dalachinsky.

snake plants
in the window –
a cat’s head

Haiku by Steve Dalachinsky

cat-spider-plant
Photo Credit: Gardeningknowhow which also contains some great tips on toxicity of plants.

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Cat Poetry: A Kitten Sonnet

The little kitten pokes the mitten with its paw,

the threads in the wool reminds kitty of `nother toy;

a ball of yarn, which also easily hooks the claw,

and awakens within kitty: instinct and joy.

In a moment of sharp-edged innocent desire;

a thread of wool in the claws of a little kitten.

A serious play, this is. For the mitten, `tis fire,

it is like kitty is of a higher power smitten.

The power of mother Nature

teaches kitty the laws of the cat.

Every mitten comes from an act of filature,

every kitten is a lion, and that is the end of that.

So when your kitten chases mitten on the floor,

enjoy the sight of nature`s why and wherefore.