Dear Mason,

I met you on July 16, 2016
A day after my birthday

I had begged my mom
To take me to the animal shelter

And when she did

I was so happy
So, so happy

I was surrounded by one of the things that made me the happiest

Cats

I walked in there
And I looked around

Some cats were sleeping
Most of them were grooming

And others stared at me
Like they wanted to **** me up (or rip up my new trendy top)

I looked around some more
And all these cats seemed pretty neat

Just not the one for me
You understand?

My mom told me to hurry up
So we could leave (the smell wasn't that great)

And then I saw you

Oh Mason

You looked at me in such a way
That didn't get me scared like the other cats

So I crouched down
Looked into your cage

And you looked at me
With those eyes

Oh your eyes were beautiful

I stuck my finger in your cage
And you batted at it playfully

(Even when the lady working there told me not to. How could I not(those eyes)?)

I was fixated on you
You were fixated on me

And finally the lady
Asked if I wanted to hold you

I have never agreed to anything so fast

She got your attention
With her long acrylic nails rattling against your cage

And you jumped into her arms

She told me some things about you
And finally handed you over to me

I placed you against my chest
And you immediately began purring

(My heart)

I stroked your shiny black coat
While the lady explained to me

How a young girl like me
Could miss out on some fun opportunities

Because of this cat
I didn't really care.

I held you like you were going to leap away from me at any given moment  
But you didn't leap away so that meant I was doing something right, right?

My mom was snapping away
And I was falling in love with you

And you were licking my arm and
Making biscuits against my chest

After the long, long conversation
Between my mom and the lady

I had to give you back.
I almost started crying.

I made a noise in the back of my throat
And you looked up at me with those eyes

I kept stroking your fur
I really didn't want to leave without you in my arms

But I had to.

My goodbye to you was a kiss on top of the head
And you placed your head in the crook of my neck.

(Oh ****, here comes the tears from all this reminiscing)

I gave you back
You put back in your cage

And before I left
I looked back at you

And of course you looked up at me
With those eyes

I left the animal shelter with a heavy heart.

The next day I went on the shelter's website
Looking for your picture to show my grandma, to showcase how photogenic you are

And you weren't there

I searched
And searched
And searched

I thought it was a glitch
But I knew it wasn't

I knew it before I even realized.

You got adopted.

I cried.

Quite a lot actually.

I had made plans to got to he shelter the next week
So you could meet my sister

Eventually, I got over it
And I was happy for you

You got adopted! You have a home!

The hard part is the fact that it isn't my home.

Sometimes I look at a box and think
'Wow, if Mason was here, he would've loved that box'

Or I could be alone in bed and think
'If Mason was here, he'd be laying next to me, purring like crazy'

I miss you, Mason.

On the wheels, I whirl, I spin, I move
Clouds too whirl, then darkness spins
A lightning bolt, then the deafening sound,
Then it pours,
N the fire flies go dim
I dont amble, I dont whisk
Opening my hand, gawking above, I dont decline
Three winks! Drenched n detached from the me wrenching myself,
I wheel as  "The Lance Armstrong"

Heavy pours invite a stroll
Cats and Dogs pouring down dismay Rats, ROFL!
Oust as Prince Zuko, I stroll
Surrendering myself to  the Zephyr
Same trail but with ****** looks
Hypnotic green, drenched, raise me to the Oblivion
Shimmering in the distant are two dim lights
N I ***** like " The Supertramp"

Beginning of the ultimate inception, I touch
Extending my arms to the cries of sky
Dont know the destination of this alley
Trying to think what 'm anticipating
Though without any charge on my shoulders
Flickering in the near distant are two lights
I hike as " The Aron"

'm I tears, I dont know
Even the silence has sulked
Nothing's in my head
Green n Brown, Pink n Purple hues
Repose the folioles, within
Distant lights are passing by now
I stride as " The me"

To the Aisle,
where birds peep, cheep, chirp, quaver, tweet n warble
From the stroll to the stride
's a short walk of hues n blues
The fringes have passed by
Arena's clear n so 'm I.

dear c

forgive me
for forcibly making you
climb the trunk of a coconut tree,

testing how your kind 
fall from a height and
still land on four feet,

clasp palms over eyes,  
watch you walk backwards
comically, tentatively,

for pinning that
batch to your tail,
with the legend,  
"Stop not, cease not,
until the goal is reached."
...you going round the
dining table to
sister's screams,

cutting off your whiskers
to the shortest length,
just to see what we get,

I know in cat heaven,
they are sentencing
me to a cat body,
and you as my human
master, circle of life...

do remember,
the daily fish feast,
lick-lick-ety milk,
head brushing,
under chin rubs,
soft fur combing,
sleep pat-purr,

do consider,
that I was a kid,
a storm burst
in my head,
as tingled as a
cat on a cat hunt...

My dog barks incessantly
through the night
At ghouls and ghost
Only a dog's eye can sight

For I swear when I look
There's nothing to be seen

He barks at the wind
The trees and
All in between

He barks at me
When I come to see
What has him acting
So strangely

He barks at shadows
Cast by the moon
A shadow of his tail
Has him all swooned

He barks at cars  noise and
Strangers in the night
He barks at every little thing
That cause him fright

He barks at the neighbors cat
At the neighbors fence
He sits and dispense
Of barking until spent

Breaths lap water then barks again

He barks a melody
That's well received it seems

For out of the night - the howling begins
Dogs and cats alike
They bark at the moon - they bark at each other
They bark at whatever gives
them pleasure

Come over.
Have a glass of peach apple wine
and tell me what it's like to live with her and think of me.

When she ***** you and your hands are in her fake red hair,
tell me how you close your eyes and think of running your hands through mine.
How my honest green eyes flash in your mind
and make you hope.

Read me the poem you wrote me
while she sat on the couch next to you
playing with the cats you named together.

Tell me how I've given you confidence,
how my soul reflects in your writing
because I showed it to you.
Come over and be mine for the afternoon.

An Irish couple buy some fertilised duck eggs and they hatch.
But then they’re missing!
The cat is licking her lips.
Oh No!
They follow the cat to her snug in the barn.
She too has given birth.
Snuggled beneath the cat’s protective paws
Are suckling kittens and DUCKLINGS!

Had those dear ducklings hatched an hour earlier
Or later
They would have been cat food.
But around the birthing time Missus Cat was only a Mother,
Mothering anything that moved.

Mother Nature breeds such Motherly instincts.
A thing of Wonder.
A story that happens to be True.

Since then those ducks grew up
But still followed their “Mother”
Everywhere she went (within reason).
An unshakeable bond,
Lasting for ever.

Paul Butters

Mary owns a bakery
So plump and dough boy round
She likes to check out movies
For there's no one else around
She drives an old Toyota
That's seen it's better days
The horn has been broken
The radio never plays
Mary has many pets
Two dogs and lots of alley cats
And one used up circus clown
Pees off the porch out back
She likes to take her pets for rides
Sometimes they go downtown
To the city parks where her dogs
Dump upon the ground
Joe was Mary's older brother
He died in Me Lei , Vietnam
She has a younger brother
But it's been some time
Since he has been around
Once Mary got an offer
To run the library on the green
She procasternated until it was to late ,
the job was filled by Mr Clean
Mary had a boyfriend
But that was long ago
Now she eats buttered popcorn
While the movies roll on and on
With a cat purring on her lap
Two dogs sleeping by her feet
It's Sunday morning rising
And the clown gives me the creeps

Your best day can be in bad times
Your worst in times of plenty
Who knew that Wall Street would go south
In the "Roaring Twenties"?

A "teacup" will bite you
You could pet a mangy cur
A house cat leaves a vicious scratch
A tiger has a purr.

An angelic blue eyed boy
Can lie and cheat and steal
A big, delicious-looking peach
Can be a bite of meal.

I'm quite sure that muggers
Have altruistic days...
And a godly man gets furious
Right after he prays!



SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/9/2016

Ardent lovers and scholars austere
Love equally, in their twilight years,
Powerful and gentle cats, their masters’s pride,
Who like them are cautious and indoors abide.

Friends of science and sensual delight
They seek the silence of the night;
The dark god would have them guarding graves,
Were they so humble as to be his slaves.

They have the air of a sphinx on a throne
With thoughts of solitude they lie alone,
Who seem to sleep in a dream eternal;

Their fertile ***** are full of magic sparks,
And gold patches  and sable marks
Sparkle dimly their eyes infernal.

Mc Kit, im a cat i compose my songs
a dog's gonna to bark, a dog is a dog
i go to an extent come see how long
dog sits on a chain, cats are free to walk
no reason to chase me, im high up in a tree
barking won't help, you wake a Lion in me
if it happens that you, slip off your leash
you take that chance, run away if you wish
if they catch you again and tie to a chain
they do it that way, so you can't run away
you can guard their money be my guest
real treasure though is what's in my chest
doesn't take any heart to diss a cat, fella
i fight for my freedom do this a capella
we live in a junge it's true what they say
it's a struggle for me every night and day
dog chase a cat it's hungy for food
bad dog doesn't see i am more like a wolf
figure out for yourself if you're evil or good
i gave you a recepie hope its understood
what else do you need how much more proof
i am a Whale in a sea, a cat on your roof
hold on to knowledge while my sub woofs
still all i hear in the background is woof...woof