Cat Poetry

A Mother’s Sin.
 

They say she was of the upper class
A real lady of breeding, serene beauty.
This didn’t stop her though
from living life on the wild side.

 
The wrong side of the tracks
held for her an exciting attraction.
She enjoyed the thrill of the chase,
and the male gender to please.

 
Slipping out un-noticed,
while the household slept.
Happily playing the field to the fullest.
She paid the price for her sins.

 
Pregnancy wasn’t kind to her;
She gave in to a multiple birth.
One such son with mixed breeding.
My kitten is only part, Burmese.
TeAnne © 13 Sept. 1999


ACCIDENTAL PACKING
Packed up the dishes and the pots
Packed up the sheets and the socks
Packed up the cutlery of knives, forks and spoons
Packed up the glassware, dresses and shoes
Packed up the blankets with naphthalene flakes
Packed up the albums, records' CD’s' and tapes
Packed up the computer, video and TV
Packed up things belonging to you and to me
Packed up the towels and all the bathroom things
Packed up the jewellery of broaches, pins and rings
Packed up all of the scattered mats
Packed up in a box, oops, I packed my cat!
Poor Sammy.

TeAnne © Dec.26th. 1998

ANIMAL LOVE!

When I get home, you’re always there
and venture from me, you never dare.
You miss me, when I’m away
and by my side, You’re contented to lay.

In each’s company, we’re happy to bask
cos this love, I know, will always last.
You’re personality has mountains of charm
I promise you protection, keep you from harm.

Your body, soft as satin to my hand
It’s just too bad, you’re not a man!
and in return for all of this ?
You purr for me, in contented bliss.

TeAnne © Sept 30.1998

Catwalk (or slip n slide)

House inspection tomorrow, to see if I am keeping it clean. Need to have all spic 'n' span not a speck of dust to be seen. Just washed the wooden floors The cats are in their feral mode. Slipping and sliding. Paw prints everywhere, in my abode. Insky wobbles his bum his plan is to attack… As 'vinni-van' slides by He looks like a 'Flat Cat'. Trying to get a foothold Insky's back legs give way Head first into the fridge. Ah, it's me cats at play. Jumping to cupboard cause  'vinni-van' hates wet paws Inskys' pawing the water. Then shaking them on the floors. TeAnne © June 7. 2000 DEVIL'S CAT Sammy the cat, is furry lazy and white He sleeps all day, dreaming of mice A mouse to terrorize, then eat His tempting tasty treat of meat. Smooging up the side of my face And on my clothes, a furry white trace.Purring in and out of tune I think he's trying  to croon. Leg rubs, throughout the day, his exercise to keep him fit, Don't know why, hands and feet, he likes to lick. Attacking, the big defenceless dog, keeps him amused Clawed and bitten, again my shoes. He likes his kisses nose to nose Astray from home, he never goes When its time for him to play He kicks up his heels and digs in the clay. My garden suffers, as dirt scatters and flies When black as night are his eyes. I think its all put on, just an act Possessed by the devil, my poor cat. TeAnne © 20/12/93 Heads or Tails They say to me that cats are killers tormenting their prey till death. I say, 'The cat is no more brutal than a man wielding a gun or knife'. For the cat, it is a natural born instinct, His lifesaver. What is mans excuse? TeAnne June 10. 2000 I'm not Tom anymore Mum I've never climbed a tree Mum I've never ate a mouse I have, chased a dust bunny When you don't clean the house. I am a good kitty Mum I don't kill the birds You don't let me out I've a box for me turds. I love to wreck your house Mum I love the meat you feed I don't like what the vet did I have no nuts to breed. I'm not a Tom anymore Mum They took me stench away But I love to cuddle up to you Blessed, I'm not a 'stray' © TeAnne June 10. 2000 SAMMY’S REVENGE Oh my mistress, my mistress where have you gone You have left me once again, alone! I can’t lay here getting fat I’ll just reek havoc and scatter her mats Chase my toys what else my ploy Boredom in this house with my fake white mouse she bought it for me Oh, golly gosh, golly gee Scratch my fleas in her bed ha ha ha,  never let it be said  Cats are silly Cheshire grin   see who wins Oh no! Here she comes! So, it’s the shopping I see she’s done and she bought me food ! Oh my mistress, my mistress I will purr for you. TeAnne © Jan 13. 1998 Awarded Jan.27.1998 Thank you to the Cat Page People!    Thank you Charles

TO MY BEST FRIENDI found the lump last night
and heard today, that it is
Cancer. They said you are not
long for this world, my little
friend. Cancer flowing through
your little body has spread from
your severed ear.
They told me to take you home
and let you live your days with
love. Living out your life in
familiar surrounds will make
your time pass a little easier.
But not for me.
To my little best friend, I will
show you all the love I can
till God says you have to go......
Dear Sammy, save a spot for me.

TeAnne © Nov. 4. 1998

TRIBUTE TO SAMMY 1993-1999

CANCER HAS ITS WAY A killer is loose! And, It’s not easy to take away your life. This decision is left to me. Who am I to decide that it’s time, for you to die? Just a needle, they say And your life is over, without pain. But I am a selfish person I want to keep you with me, always. Then too, would I be showing you love by watching and letting you suffer? It hurts to see your food intake, decline. This cancer has finally gotten a hold of you It wears you down each day. And there is only one thing left to do. But there is still alertness in your eyes When you see me come your way. You gaze at me, almost begging for relief Then in an instant, they’re asking me something else. I love you so much Sammy. My little furry friend. Oh God, Why do you place this burden on us? TeAnne © Feb.8.1999 I PLAYED GOD! How could I do this to you On the day, of Feb 9. 1999 This question will always surface, Was this, the last life of your nine? I did not want to play God With the death of your life. I sensed you knew this time, was near Before we took that fateful drive. You did not make a sound As the needle found its mark In a matter of a heartbeat Your life was over, in the past. Please don’t hate me Sammy I told them…Take your life! You sleep now forever at my door, and greet me, before I go inside.  ~*~ I will love and miss you always Sammy and be assured,  you have a piece of my heart buried with you. ~*~  ~*~ R.I.P Baby Catz ~*~ TeAnne © Feb 9. 1999  IN MY HEART A PERFECT PICTURE I loved your silky fur And your licks upon my skin I needed your purring tunes Like breathing out, breathing in. On my lap I miss your kneading paws Where you’d make a bed of me Your place on my bed is empty now Where once you curled my knee. In my heart is your picture It’s tattooed in perfection Not another will take your place To gain this same affection. You have taken all my love with you And I so proudly let you take it Because you left all of yours for me In the chair, where you and I would sit. TeAnne © Feb 9. 1999

YOUR EYES FOLLOW In your picture, hanging there. It’s in your eyes! They follow. It’s in your stare! I wish it where saying thank you. Your picture, just above me. You’ll eternally watch. Your picture, it looks back Hauntingly hypnotic Your picture, as if accusing. Your agony is over. Yet I’m feeling your stare, right through me, I imagine it asking why I did this to you. TeAnne © Feb 12.1999

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  KITTY KISSES FOR GOD My heart is overflowing Some with love Some with guilt I read somewhere That you are not in that grave It is only your shell That you are the wind The rain The moon The stars But I know you are in heaven Lending your kitty kisses to God While you wait for me. TeAnne © Feb 12.1999

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YESTERDAYS TREASURE     

S.
    is for Satin you were to my touch
A.
    is for Affection, we shared so much
M.
    is for Me, you loved, unconditionally
M.
    is for Mum, I was yours, temporarily
Y.
    is for Yesterdays…… treasured memories.

    TeAnne © Feb 13.1999

YOU (R.I.P vinni-van) 

You passed on the 3rd September , twenty ten
You were only eleven years young
Yet in cat years you were a year older than me.
You were a soft shiny silver tabby
Yet you had some sandy colours and white.
Your eyes were the biggest I had ever seen in a cat and
Yes, you knew how to use them on me.
You loved me, I know because
You spent all of your time on my knee or beside me.

You worked your charm on your human dad and
You liked to steal his chair when he left it.
You knew he wasn't a cat lover but demanded his attention
You succeeded, You stole his heart too.
Your favourite game was peek-a-boo with me
You made my jaws ache from laughing when you cheated.
You gave me much joy and companionship vinni
You are going to be truly missed my precious little friend
Your final task now is to play, purr and snuggle God and wait for me.

In loving memory of 'vinni-van'. © TeAnne Pantony

Posted 6th September 2010 by TeAnne