#catlady - Hello Poetry

I need a cat, a shape shifter Sleek in the night, stalking my toes I need to feel in danger of the pounce Anticipate the fluffy acupuncture assault Then the soft recompense, the rhythmic purr Sound of engine running in a furry chassis Curl of warm belly around my hand, Snugly trusting. I want a cat, a ballet dancer Graceful gymnast, lissome acrobat How the hell did she get way up there? And she’s so pleased with herself. Twinkling cabochon peridot eyes Ancestral spirit homes, divining the future Seeing worlds to which my dull human sight Remains insensible. I long for the feline trip-me-up The periscope tail strutting around The up yours attitude, possessive head **** Tail in my face, weaving round ankles **** plonked on the page I’m reading Voice of a cranky, unmelodic angel The regal pride at the table trespass Gifted bug at my feet. I need a cat with a jealous streak Wise to my other feline indiscretions The accusatory looks, and petulant shunning I need to plead for mercy, to reassure To bestow the favourite treat as consolation I want the day long cuddle that follows Punctuated by tiny acts of punishment Put in my place. I miss the chaos and the havoc The ritual corruption of the Christmas tree Random bursts of ecstatic craziness Thunderous houseruns in the wee hours I need the smooching when I’m melancholy The comfort of determined, kneading paws The little upturned face searching mine, in Uncanny empathy. I need the kitty litter, and the up chuck The inelegant realities, however gross Little things that bond two simpatico souls Aren’t always so glamourous I need the mythic vision and the everyday plain Extraordinary archetype and simply dear kitty Faerytale heroics, **** In Boots, “Memory”, Alleycat blues. I’m a cat lady in the making A cat lady-in-waiting I need a cat I need a cat I need a cat.

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Aug 14, 2018

Aug 14, 2018 at 9:04 PM UTC

deidre-lockyer

Cat Lady

I need a cat, a shape shifter Sleek in the night, stalking my toes I need to feel in danger of the pounce Anticipate the fluffy acupuncture assault Then the soft recompense, the rhythmic purr Sound of engine running in a furry chassis Curl of warm belly around my hand, Snugly trusting. I want a cat, a ballet dancer Graceful gymnast, lissome acrobat How the hell did she get way up there? And she’s so pleased with herself. Twinkling cabochon peridot eyes Ancestral spirit homes, divining the future Seeing worlds to which my dull human sight Remains insensible. I long for the feline trip-me-up The periscope tail strutting around The up yours attitude, possessive head **** Tail in my face, weaving round ankles **** plonked on the page I’m reading Voice of a cranky, unmelodic angel The regal pride at the table trespass Gifted bug at my feet. I need a cat with a jealous streak Wise to my other feline indiscretions The accusatory looks, and petulant shunning I need to plead for mercy, to reassure To bestow the favourite treat as consolation I want the day long cuddle that follows Punctuated by tiny acts of punishment Put in my place. I miss the chaos and the havoc The ritual corruption of the Christmas tree Random bursts of ecstatic craziness Thunderous houseruns in the wee hours I need the smooching when I’m melancholy The comfort of determined, kneading paws The little upturned face searching mine, in Uncanny empathy. I need the kitty litter, and the up chuck The inelegant realities, however gross Little things that bond two simpatico souls Aren’t always so glamourous I need the mythic vision and the everyday plain Extraordinary archetype and simply dear kitty Faerytale heroics, **** In Boots, “Memory”, Alleycat blues. I’m a cat lady in the making A cat lady-in-waiting I need a cat I need a cat I need a cat.

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I'm a cat lady Now all I need are cats, and A battery friend

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Jun 11, 2015

Jun 11, 2015 at 10:25 PM UTC

maria-cordero

Already

I'm a cat lady Now all I need are cats, and A battery friend

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I should probably box away your things And burn the photos and my ring But I'm having trouble determining If this is really real. I should probably delete your number too So I don't find myself calling you I've found I'm not sure what to do Is this really real? After your words are said and it's done And your feelings have set along with the Sun I'll step back from the battle you've clearly won Wow, I guess it's real. Please don't come back at your dismay You don't get to choose when I leave and stay This is your doing this was your way One day YOU'LL wish it wasn't real.

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Aug 23, 2014

Aug 23, 2014 at 1:42 PM UTC

kimberly-seibert

Really Real

I should probably box away your things And burn the photos and my ring But I'm having trouble determining If this is really real. I should probably delete your number too So I don't find myself calling you I've found I'm not sure what to do Is this really real? After your words are said and it's done And your feelings have set along with the Sun I'll step back from the battle you've clearly won Wow, I guess it's real. Please don't come back at your dismay You don't get to choose when I leave and stay This is your doing this was your way One day YOU'LL wish it wasn't real.

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I was just an old lady, I didn't know what to do. Then my cat passed away, with out a helpful clue. But then came a spirit to watch over me. "I think its my cat!" ... They all called me crazy. But i knew the real truth, so i constently asked, "Dear God, won't you please raise all the dead cats?"

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Aug 10, 2014

Aug 10, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC

skylar-peek

"Dear God, won't you please raise all the dead cats?"

I was just an old lady, I didn't know what to do. Then my cat passed away, with out a helpful clue. But then came a spirit to watch over me. "I think its my cat!" ... They all called me crazy. But i knew the real truth, so i constently asked, "Dear God, won't you please raise all the dead cats?"

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In your sleep your quivers quake ears nose whiskers shake. breaths to the beat of a dream soundly slumber stretched like gum legs sprawled under running twitching furs all a flutter falls off the bed.... "crazy cat", I mutter.

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Jul 23, 2014

Jul 23, 2014 at 4:29 AM UTC

margrett-gold

Cat Naps

In your sleep your quivers quake ears nose whiskers shake. breaths to the beat of a dream soundly slumber stretched like gum legs sprawled under running twitching furs all a flutter falls off the bed.... "crazy cat", I mutter.

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