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Concrete Poem

Hi I'm Steph. I love writing poems and stories. I feel like I can create a new world whenever I write. I love cats, that's what made me write this cute little concrete poem.

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My son, age 9, loves all things cat. He's currently taking a drama class and has to read a poem. This is the one he chose. I just hope he can make it through the poem without giggling. He...

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A View Of A Cat

Published by Family Friend Poems March 2009 with permission of the Author.

I
sleep on
your bed, making
it my own, and
and when you are
away, I'm at home
all alone. I walk
around the food
bowl, sniffing out
what's there, and if
there's nothing good, I
I look at you and stare. I
curl up near the fire place
warming up my paws, I
pounce upon the scratch
post, sharpening my claws.
I see a mouse in front
staring straight at me, I
run and try to catch it
but it runs away from
thee. You see I am so
cute, so gorgeous with my
fur, when
you
stroke
my
head
I
close my
eyes
and purr.

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by Justyna
1 year ago

My son, age 9, loves all things cat. He's currently taking a drama class and has to read a poem. This is the one he chose. I just hope he can make it through the poem without giggling. He loves this poem!

PS - He has an 11-year-old calico named Shay. They have a special bond, these two. If he walks into the room, she starts to purr, loudly. As a baby, she was always by his side. Now that he's older, she sleeps with him. She has health issues now and has to take pills twice a day. He gently wraps the pills in pill pockets and then cheers her on as she takes them. After, he snuggles her and tells her what a good girl she is. I hope she lives for many years yet because this boy will be devastated when she goes.

by Delia Marheineke, London, England
5 years ago

Hello Steph, I really love your concrete poem about the nature of cats. Very true, clever, and witty, especially the tail. I've given you five stars! My own darling black and white puss, called Candy, is nineteen years old now. I'm not sure how old that is in human years, but suffice to say she is an old lady like me now! At 3:45am, she is here next to me, curled up and purring loudly.