#feline
Once upon a wounded blackbird's wings
What breeze has wandered upon this
fateful thing?
And of which shadow is cast upon?
A calm feline has cast it's suspecting eye
Upon a flurry of birds, appetite whet
Clamoring eyes mix with primal instinct
Interest persists further as the cat
stealths closer to the hopping bird
Open green groves house their sociality
To adjust for the unsuspecting gale-
Dark clouds usher in the maelstrom
Oh, this wounded bird of prey!
Hopping from grass to stone
Worm in beak a-gape
Excited feline has cast it's toying eye
The mental primal urges stregthen
Never suspecting poor odd One
Becoming The Gift
Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 8:55 AM UTC
old snake eyes
what creature truly lies
behind those slits
that watch my every move
FELINE of REPTILE
come to voluntarily spy
in the house of MAN
what plans and schemes
are hatched as we sleep
with zoomies up and down
my landing and stairs
welcome child, come in
we have drugs to tempt you
catnip trips on the house
what have I granted permission
to pass our threshold
ANGEL or DEMON
you got ME!
Feb 16
Feb 16, 2026 at 5:41 PM UTC
meow, meow, meow
sings the moonlit shadow,
a velvet-footed ghost
with candles for eyes—
slipping between the ribs
of midnight’s broken fence.
A pawprint pressed
in yesterday’s rain,
a secret
curled
in the crook of a dying star.
meow, meow, meow
is not a call—
it is a spell,
whispered
in the hush
of the hunted.
Each syllable
a claw scratch
on memory’s silk.
She is dusk,
wearing fur made of fog,
tail a question mark
dragged through fallen petals,
bones rattling like wind chimes
in a temple no one visits
anymore.
meow, meow, meow
—again, again, again—
echoes in the cathedral
of a dream,
where fish fly
and time is just
a mouse
we keep chasing
through the rafters.
Aug 14, 2025
Aug 14, 2025 at 1:09 AM UTC
She keeps misery on her side,
Time and again her wits break a tide.
In prairie fields her mind runs;
With mindful and curious puns.
There she goes skimming through
For something uncalled but yet true.
Her eyes, rolling up and down,
Wearing dark circles like a crown.
Wonders and questions here and there;
Their answers dipped in sweet éclair.
She savors each flavor whole,
With no curiosity to pull a toll.
In Euphoria she goes beyond the skyline
Curious and ecstatic, a feminine Feline.
Jul 28, 2025
Jul 28, 2025 at 3:42 PM UTC
Ignorance quashed the feline,
Rashness foiled the canine,
Cowardice cost the equine,
Greed consumes each swine,
Slothfulness traps the bovine,
But me? I'm doin' just fine!
Jun 20, 2024
Jun 20, 2024 at 4:07 PM UTC
if you can look at a cat
but not see a creature
that is both cute
and cunning
a hunter
and a scavenger
loyal yet with a pure sense
of it's own self importance
you're not ready
for people yet
May 14, 2023
May 14, 2023 at 8:28 AM UTC
Legs astretched like venomous broomsticks
Fangs drooped lazily like a calm nosferatu,
Those eyes gold as sun on styx, treasures
that spun flame between his every blink--
Sandpaper tongue dragged over black hair
Nibbling his own wrist momentarily, then
Locking sleepy eyes on you, ascending fleece--
Retractable moonbeams flex teasing attack
then kneads, falling like a lullaby back into
uncapturable dreams; purring in the spirit of poe.
Jan 30, 2022
Jan 30, 2022 at 3:55 PM UTC
Oh hello there, my feline friend
Aren't you a silky black beauty?
I have never seen you around here
What brought you to my grass patch?
I afraid I have nothing but bread;
You dining habit does amuse me
As I watch you slap the piece a bit
And jumping around it before eating.
Taking your pictures, I could not help
But wonder, how you and your furry kin
How are you holding up in this pandemic?
I cannot even imagine your hardship
The things you risk to even survive
Or, perhaps, things were no different?
For a wild specimen such as yourself?
Part of me is jealous of you, envious
And it is not just for your good looks
Or how agile and carefree you appear to be.
No, you are blessed with far more
Despite hounded by stray dogs
You seem to be in satisfactory solitude
And most importantly, you have freedom
Free from the clutches of powerful idiots
We dumb humans have for "leaders"!
Aug 18, 2021
Aug 18, 2021 at 4:56 AM UTC
At midnight I'd see a cat
Male or female I do not know
Though they're fluffy —
White as snow.
A pleasant approach with an embracing face
As the creatures eyes glow
Warmer than the ol' Moon up above
And shine so splendidly that I often forget
Both the time and place
In which we met.
How can a nameless feline like you
Make me ponder who I am?
Dec 8, 2020
Dec 8, 2020 at 6:53 AM UTC
the sky is clear— i go on about my day
as i pass the crystal roads
i saw a feline; astray
i go up to the cat and ask them
“is there anything worth it, my friend?”
hoping for a response, but to no avail
i leave the feline alone and go on about my day
the moon has risen— i prepare to sleep
suddenly i remember the cat on the street
i walk outside and see fireflies
i hear them echo through my ear
looking for the cat, i cannot see but hear
“meow” it calls me, as i walk towards the direction
only could i have noticed i was lost in the dark alley
but the cat i finally found, he was black and round
and then it tells me “there is always something
worth it, even when it’s blurry”
Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 4:59 AM UTC
It was very sad when your life came to an end.
You weren't just a cat, you were also my friend.
You became my cat after you were born in 2002.
You were good to me and I was good to you.
You were black, white and gray.
I miss you because you passed away.
You made me feel better whenever I got upset.
You were my big buddy and you were a great pet.
You were very pretty and friendly too.
It was a privilege to have owned you.
Sep 17, 2020
Sep 17, 2020 at 2:54 PM UTC
The summer stretched out
Languorous
Lissome
A stray cat
Sunning itself
In possibilities
Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 9:58 AM UTC
One little whisker
two little whiskers
make a wish
One cat fast asleep on the sofa
One cat looking out the window
Cat dreams of tasty friends
Oh Sammy sweet that hummingbird you shall not eat
Run fast little kitties run and dance for joy in the sunshine
Hide under the bushes
Walk on the mailboxes
The neighborhood is your playground
Badass alleycats you are
Respected you shall be
Royalty you are
Jul 23, 2020
Jul 23, 2020 at 8:06 PM UTC
I am a feline,
With black and shiny fur
Not a bearer of bad luck.
Every time I walk so many turn away ,
God! Why did you make me this way?
History hold examples ,
Of me being good.
Is it because I am not white or brown,
Or any colour you like?
Or maybe I am different,
Something you dislike?
Look through my eyes,
And you will know
How the world I see.
Walk in my shoes,
And when you wear yours again ,
A better person you will be.
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 2:26 PM UTC
Thirty
by Michael R. Burch
Thirty crept upon me slowly
with feline caution and a slowly-twitching tail;
she waited three decades for the winds to shift;
now, claws unsheathed, she lies ready to assail
her defenseless prey.
Keywords/Tags: thirty, age, aging, maturity, time, creep, creeping, ambush, feline, predator
Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 11:51 PM UTC
You let the jungle in, dear
The steps leading up to your room
Are covered in dirt and plants
leaves brush past your face
And vines hang from the ceiling
It gets darker the deeper you go
And the growling gets louder as well
If you’re lucky you might catch a glimpse of a spotted pelt
And if you see a pair of luminescent eyes
All you’ll see is yourself reflected back in them
Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 6:06 PM UTC
With eyes the embers
Of wildfires
She approaches
Igniting the night
With raw curiosity
Nov 18, 2019
Nov 18, 2019 at 12:36 AM UTC
I gave my sadness to my cat
it fitted his deadpan face
and generally glum demeanour,
he had the personality for it
besides it made him cute,
and a massive hit with the ladies
of course, I couldn’t really
give my sadness to my cat
apart from it being really unfair,
on my best friend and only true
companion, it is ridiculous
to think that an animal is depressed,
though I am, even with his support
endless nights listening to my troubles
his expressionless face understanding
every word, he helps me of course
having to look after someone who relies
on you, makes you feel wanted,
useful, almost powerful in some ways
but after all he is just a cat, however
much I try to make him human,
did I tell you he talks, not really
I think I probably need a therapist
and he just needs to be a cat,
it’s what he does best after all.
Jul 20, 2019
Jul 20, 2019 at 2:24 PM UTC
I can feel the purr
in his throat
as my fingers pass
across a trusting exposed neck
He lies, Panther like
across my branch leg limb
where we demonstrate
our approximation of love
between two species
Lost in translation sometimes
a little nip to remind me who's boss
We look into each other's eyes
I blink
He blinks
we have our connection.
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 2:52 PM UTC
They say that the human being is a primal creature
That deep down likes to bite, to scratch, to hunt
Mark their own territory
And like so many other primal animals, feels this intrinsic pleasure in subduing others
People say many things
But in my world, pleasure and pain mix together
Primal creatures show their claws
For others willing to be subjected
I once heard that *** becomes human from the moment it becomes ******
For me however, eroticism doesn't depend on ***
And the primal is the most human and the most civilized of them all
Just like the ones that look at me right now
They see my movement and judge me feline
Sharp claws, curious look, precise movements
And I don't even need to show my fangs into a smile
For them to understand who the predator is
After all, as I already mentioned
Pleasure and pain mix
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 2:25 PM UTC