Dawn

night is the housecat
softly purring in my ears
dawn is its whiskers

Black Cat

a piece of night cut from the dark
she watches each and every move
and sits aloof so far apart
from the world, until she soothes
my tired thoughts with just a glance
her green eyes holding fix on mine
and leads my thoughts a merry dance
with her wiles and ways feline
she is both queen and courtesan
her nature fierce and fair
she knows me more than any can
and less than any care…

St. Mary’s Cat

below black mountains
silent in this field of bones
she guards memories

The Cat

this rum spirit sleeps
yet sings such contended songs
drawn from his slumber

Constellation of the Cat

through the darkness, amber eyes
reflect as stars in heavens high
yet speak no gift of prophecy
their silence tells but mystery
his sabled brow knows secrets, yes
though his deep eyes ne’er do express.

KITTY IN THE TINSEL (The Annual Reissue)

kitty in the tinsel
glitter on her paws
waiting underneath the tree
with sharpened santa claws
kitty ringing sleigh bells
all around the house
ready with her mistletoe
for when she sees a mouse

Two Cats Haiku

purring together
two cats are better than one
a content duet

Feline

so perplexed and perplexing
is the countenance of she
her dark eyes wide and wondering
whilst contemplating me
however is that moment vexed
then she glimpses conversely
and in my turn ’tis I perplexed
by her inate mysteries

Interesting Facts About Cats Ears

Henry had two pockets
in which he kept his things
little bits of catnip
and wooly balls of string
but when the days were chilly
these pockets were too thin
and too high up upon his head
to put his cold paws in

Cimitero Acattolico

It was springtime
one of golden sunshine
the mists of time
had countless years
to save
and across these lawns
wandered cats
as metered verse
among the poets’ graves