Cat Poems: A Cat and His Human Wax Poetic

I know I'm cute.
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Pura Vida

(written by a human cat owner)

I see cat hair, mostly Sammy’s long white ones,

on the back of my blue rucksack.

Without warning it takes me back to my familia,

To where I was eight hours ago -

A very good place.

Whether the clouds press me down or

The sun shines on my skin,

I have the love from my cats in my soul.

Pura vida.

Bean Eyes

(also written by the human)


The biggest, soul-searchlights fill his face.

He is a lover and empath sporting eyes of early spring’s bud-green.

Whether they inspect my face to say good morning or

to ask “Will you kindly open the closet door so that I may play in my

secret cat cave,”

there is nothing but good will in those big bean eyes.


Of course,

it is a different set of eyes

to the cat siblings he teases and torments

and to the winged creatures, aviators he wishes he could snatch

if only he could pounce through the window screens.


Yet, to his human daddy and mama

those eyes give only bottomless love

matching his motorboat purr when snuggling between us.

And when he wriggles into the most perfect valley of blankets and humans

the lids drift down over those huge, wondering eyes

and he soundlessly falls asleep.

Cats R Great

Child's T-shirt with picture of angelic cat.
Child's T-shirt with picture of angelic cat. | Source

If I was as big as they

(written by a cat)


I am so much more talented

Than my huge clumsy dad.

I leap to heights six times my length -

I am a strapping lad.


I know each spot where food is kept,

can open every door,

but can’t quite get the lids undone;

Is that what thumbs are for?


If I was big and had some thumbs

I wouldn’t need to beg,

cajole, entreat, put on an act –

I’d just eat by the keg.


And then I’d open every door:

No knobs would slow me down.

I’d run outside and in again,

Chase birds, and go to town!


I am a hunter brave and bold

As ordained by my genes;

But now I just act out my moves -

Held back by window screen.


Boy, I could really terrorize

These birdies big and fat.

They would not stand a fighting chance:

I’m an astounding cat!

A Cat’s Prayer

(written by a grateful cat)


Oh God Creator,

Oh my God – I’m out. I’m outside!

Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!

It smells so wonderful and those humans are so slow.

Thank you for this playground of nighttime prowling.

What’s that smell?

God, did you create all these beings? How can I take it all in?

Thank you, God, for my night vision.

Oh how I pity all those small things that cannot see.

Wait – there is a smell I find I do not like.

Why is it foul out here? – there is a cat-like being

But its tail is very bushy and it is rank.

Thank you, God, for my legs which can run and leap.

It is damp and cool. I will lick the wet leaves.

Should I run as far as I can? Should I go under the neighbors’ deck again ?

This is a marvelous world, my wonderful God!

I will circle the house thirty times and no one will see me.

I think I can go past my back yard; this is so much fun.

God, you understand me.

You must be the King of Cats.

.

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Photos and text copyright Maren E. Morgan 2012, all rights reserved.

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AliciaC 4 years ago from British Columbia, Canada

This hub gives a very amusing and beautiful look at a cat's life, Maren Morgan. A lot of what you and your cat say reminds me of my cats. They are wonderful companions. Thank you for sharing the poems.


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Maren Morgan M-T 4 years ago from Pennsylvania Author

AliciaC, Thank you. As you may be able to tell, our Skeeter got out recently at 11 PM and stayed out until the morning - he is supposed to be a totally indoor cat. I imagined some of the things he might have felt. (Skeeter is the one in the first photo of this hub.)


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Peggy W 4 years ago from Houston, Texas

Hi Maren,

Your Skeeter looks a bit like our Dusty who is the "Top Cat" in his hub. He started out as an outside cat when he found us but we have made him and our other cat, Peaches, totally inside cats. Cute poems...especially that last one. Am sure that inside cats would feel something just like that if they could tell us. Ha! Voted up and funny. Tweeting this as well.


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Maren Morgan M-T 4 years ago from Pennsylvania Author

Thanks so much and hi to all your felines in the family!

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