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  1. Still Here 🧵 1 of 2
    by Crissy Bliss Addams

    17 years ago,
    she spoke to me from behind the glass
    at the Humane Society —
    not with a cry,
    but a casual hello,
    like we’d always known each other.

    She’d was found on the streets,
    a young mother with newborns.
    Her kittens were adopted,
    she was fixed,
    and finally free to be chosen.
    She chose me.
    And I said yes.

    She’s never been a lap cat.
    But if when I'm peaceful,
    she’ll sit nearby —
    close enough to feel me,
    far enough to be herself.

    As she grew older,
    she wanted to be outside more.
    Not alone —
    with me.
    So I followed her into the sun,
    into the quiet,
    into the rhythm of her world.

    #catpoem #lovepoems #tuxedocat

  2. Still Here 🧵 1 of 2
    by Crissy Bliss Addams

    17 years ago,
    she spoke to me from behind the glass
    at the Humane Society —
    not with a cry,
    but a casual hello,
    like we’d always known each other.

    She’d was found on the streets,
    a young mother with newborns.
    Her kittens were adopted,
    she was fixed,
    and finally free to be chosen.
    She chose me.
    And I said yes.

    She’s never been a lap cat.
    But if when I'm peaceful,
    she’ll sit nearby —
    close enough to feel me,
    far enough to be herself.

    As she grew older,
    she wanted to be outside more.
    Not alone —
    with me.
    So I followed her into the sun,
    into the quiet,
    into the rhythm of her world.

    #catpoem #lovepoems #tuxedocat

  3. Still Here 🧵 1 of 2
    by Crissy Bliss Addams

    17 years ago,
    she spoke to me from behind the glass
    at the Humane Society —
    not with a cry,
    but a casual hello,
    like we’d always known each other.

    She’d was found on the streets,
    a young mother with newborns.
    Her kittens were adopted,
    she was fixed,
    and finally free to be chosen.
    She chose me.
    And I said yes.

    She’s never been a lap cat.
    But if when I'm peaceful,
    she’ll sit nearby —
    close enough to feel me,
    far enough to be herself.

    As she grew older,
    she wanted to be outside more.
    Not alone —
    with me.
    So I followed her into the sun,
    into the quiet,
    into the rhythm of her world.

    #catpoem #lovepoems #tuxedocat

  4. Still Here 🧵 1 of 2
    by Crissy Bliss Addams

    17 years ago,
    she spoke to me from behind the glass
    at the Humane Society —
    not with a cry,
    but a casual hello,
    like we’d always known each other.

    She’d was found on the streets,
    a young mother with newborns.
    Her kittens were adopted,
    she was fixed,
    and finally free to be chosen.
    She chose me.
    And I said yes.

    She’s never been a lap cat.
    But if when I'm peaceful,
    she’ll sit nearby —
    close enough to feel me,
    far enough to be herself.

    As she grew older,
    she wanted to be outside more.
    Not alone —
    with me.
    So I followed her into the sun,
    into the quiet,
    into the rhythm of her world.

    #catpoem #lovepoems #tuxedocat

  5. Still Here 🧵 1 of 2
    by Crissy Bliss Addams

    17 years ago,
    she spoke to me from behind the glass
    at the Humane Society —
    not with a cry,
    but a casual hello,
    like we’d always known each other.

    She’d was found on the streets,
    a young mother with newborns.
    Her kittens were adopted,
    she was fixed,
    and finally free to be chosen.
    She chose me.
    And I said yes.

    She’s never been a lap cat.
    But if when I'm peaceful,
    she’ll sit nearby —
    close enough to feel me,
    far enough to be herself.

    As she grew older,
    she wanted to be outside more.
    Not alone —
    with me.
    So I followed her into the sun,
    into the quiet,
    into the rhythm of her world.

    #catpoem #lovepoems #tuxedocat

  6. House panther prowling
    Smooth sable fur coat gleaming
    This place is all mine 🐈‍⬛

    #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku #poem #shortpoem #writing #catpoem

    Prompt - Sable (Jan 29)

  7. House panther prowling
    Smooth sable fur coat gleaming
    This place is all mine 🐈‍⬛

    #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku #poem #shortpoem #writing #catpoem

    Prompt - Sable (Jan 29)

  8. House panther prowling
    Smooth sable fur coat gleaming
    This place is all mine 🐈‍⬛

    #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku #poem #shortpoem #writing #catpoem

    Prompt - Sable (Jan 29)

  9. House panther prowling
    Smooth sable fur coat gleaming
    This place is all mine 🐈‍⬛

    #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku #poem #shortpoem #writing #catpoem

    Prompt - Sable (Jan 29)

  10. There’s a cat on my lap
    So I won’t move
    And while he’s here
    I’ve got nothing to prove
    We sit and breathe
    And I stroke his fur
    I shall smile
    And he will purr
    So while we do
    The world can wait
    When the cat gets cozy
    You accept your fate

    #catpoem #lifewithcats

  11. There’s a cat on my lap
    So I won’t move
    And while he’s here
    I’ve got nothing to prove
    We sit and breathe
    And I stroke his fur
    I shall smile
    And he will purr
    So while we do
    The world can wait
    When the cat gets cozy
    You accept your fate

    #catpoem #lifewithcats

  12. There’s a cat on my lap
    So I won’t move
    And while he’s here
    I’ve got nothing to prove
    We sit and breathe
    And I stroke his fur
    I shall smile
    And he will purr
    So while we do
    The world can wait
    When the cat gets cozy
    You accept your fate

    #catpoem #lifewithcats

  13. There’s a cat on my lap
    So I won’t move
    And while he’s here
    I’ve got nothing to prove
    We sit and breathe
    And I stroke his fur
    I shall smile
    And he will purr
    So while we do
    The world can wait
    When the cat gets cozy
    You accept your fate

    #catpoem #lifewithcats

  14. Gentle wake-ups
    Food, litter, play, clean, love, sleep, play rest, snuggle, sleep, share food, litter, play,
    In the box. Around the corner.
    Pounce
    Wind-up spring-jump
    Leap and run
    Quick run away!
    Crazy
    Rescue pen from table down to floor where it belongs
    Crash!
    Purr, hiss, growl, meow, squeak
    Petting, stretching
    Not too much touch, just nearby sit
    Tiny, delicate kisses
    Gentle wake-ups

    #catpoem #catsofmastodon #poetry #catpoetry

  15. Gentle wake-ups
    Food, litter, play, clean, love, sleep, play rest, snuggle, sleep, share food, litter, play,
    In the box. Around the corner.
    Pounce
    Wind-up spring-jump
    Leap and run
    Quick run away!
    Crazy
    Rescue pen from table down to floor where it belongs
    Crash!
    Purr, hiss, growl, meow, squeak
    Petting, stretching
    Not too much touch, just nearby sit
    Tiny, delicate kisses
    Gentle wake-ups

    #catpoem #catsofmastodon #poetry #catpoetry

  16. Gentle wake-ups
    Food, litter, play, clean, love, sleep, play rest, snuggle, sleep, share food, litter, play,
    In the box. Around the corner.
    Pounce
    Wind-up spring-jump
    Leap and run
    Quick run away!
    Crazy
    Rescue pen from table down to floor where it belongs
    Crash!
    Purr, hiss, growl, meow, squeak
    Petting, stretching
    Not too much touch, just nearby sit
    Tiny, delicate kisses
    Gentle wake-ups

    #catpoem #catsofmastodon #poetry #catpoetry

  17. Gentle wake-ups
    Food, litter, play, clean, love, sleep, play rest, snuggle, sleep, share food, litter, play,
    In the box. Around the corner.
    Pounce
    Wind-up spring-jump
    Leap and run
    Quick run away!
    Crazy
    Rescue pen from table down to floor where it belongs
    Crash!
    Purr, hiss, growl, meow, squeak
    Petting, stretching
    Not too much touch, just nearby sit
    Tiny, delicate kisses
    Gentle wake-ups

    #catpoem #catsofmastodon #poetry #catpoetry

  18. Gentle wake-ups
    Food, litter, play, clean, love, sleep, play rest, snuggle, sleep, share food, litter, play,
    In the box. Around the corner.
    Pounce
    Wind-up spring-jump
    Leap and run
    Quick run away!
    Crazy
    Rescue pen from table down to floor where it belongs
    Crash!
    Purr, hiss, growl, meow, squeak
    Petting, stretching
    Not too much touch, just nearby sit
    Tiny, delicate kisses
    Gentle wake-ups

    #catpoem #catsofmastodon #poetry #catpoetry

  19. Damn That Fishy Smell to Hell, a poem, by Eric Gordon.

    I do not like that fishy smell
    I do not like the smell of fish
    I do not like that fishy smell
    I do not like it, not one dish

    Next time Grandma brings cat treats
    And those treats are fishy meats
    I will throw them out the door
    And I won't smell them anymore

    #cats #catpoem #poems #poetry

  20. Damn That Fishy Smell to Hell, a poem, by Eric Gordon.

    I do not like that fishy smell
    I do not like the smell of fish
    I do not like that fishy smell
    I do not like it, not one dish

    Next time Grandma brings cat treats
    And those treats are fishy meats
    I will throw them out the door
    And I won't smell them anymore

    #cats #catpoem #poems #poetry

  21. Damn That Fishy Smell to Hell, a poem, by Eric Gordon.

    I do not like that fishy smell
    I do not like the smell of fish
    I do not like that fishy smell
    I do not like it, not one dish

    Next time Grandma brings cat treats
    And those treats are fishy meats
    I will throw them out the door
    And I won't smell them anymore

    #cats #catpoem #poems #poetry

  22. Damn That Fishy Smell to Hell, a poem, by Eric Gordon.

    I do not like that fishy smell
    I do not like the smell of fish
    I do not like that fishy smell
    I do not like it, not one dish

    Next time Grandma brings cat treats
    And those treats are fishy meats
    I will throw them out the door
    And I won't smell them anymore

    #cats #catpoem #poems #poetry

  23. Damn That Fishy Smell to Hell, a poem, by Eric Gordon.

    I do not like that fishy smell
    I do not like the smell of fish
    I do not like that fishy smell
    I do not like it, not one dish

    Next time Grandma brings cat treats
    And those treats are fishy meats
    I will throw them out the door
    And I won't smell them anymore

    #cats #catpoem #poems #poetry

  24. "I saw a proud mysterious cat,
    I saw a proud mysterious cat,
    Too proud to catch a mouse or rat-
    Mew, mew, mew.

    But catnip she would eat, and purr,
    But catnip she would eat, and purr,
    And goldfish she did much prefer-
    Mew, mew, mew." - Tony Meeuwissen's "The Key to the Kingdom Deck"

  25. "I saw a proud mysterious cat,
    I saw a proud mysterious cat,
    Too proud to catch a mouse or rat-
    Mew, mew, mew.

    But catnip she would eat, and purr,
    But catnip she would eat, and purr,
    And goldfish she did much prefer-
    Mew, mew, mew." - Tony Meeuwissen's "The Key to the Kingdom Deck"
    #caturday #kitty #goldfish #cards #catpoem

  26. "I saw a proud mysterious cat,
    I saw a proud mysterious cat,
    Too proud to catch a mouse or rat-
    Mew, mew, mew.

    But catnip she would eat, and purr,
    But catnip she would eat, and purr,
    And goldfish she did much prefer-
    Mew, mew, mew." - Tony Meeuwissen's "The Key to the Kingdom Deck"
    #caturday #kitty #goldfish #cards #catpoem

  27. "I saw a proud mysterious cat,
    I saw a proud mysterious cat,
    Too proud to catch a mouse or rat-
    Mew, mew, mew.

    But catnip she would eat, and purr,
    But catnip she would eat, and purr,
    And goldfish she did much prefer-
    Mew, mew, mew." - Tony Meeuwissen's "The Key to the Kingdom Deck"
    #caturday #kitty #goldfish #cards #catpoem

  28. 猫の詩

    彼は眠っている
    私の心を抱えて
    夜の闇の中で
    今は嵐から安全

    #poetry #japanese #catpoem

  29. 猫の詩

    彼は眠っている
    私の心を抱えて
    夜の闇の中で
    今は嵐から安全

    #poetry #japanese #catpoem

  30. 猫の詩

    彼は眠っている
    私の心を抱えて
    夜の闇の中で
    今は嵐から安全

    #poetry #japanese #catpoem

  31. 猫の詩

    彼は眠っている
    私の心を抱えて
    夜の闇の中で
    今は嵐から安全

    #poetry #japanese #catpoem

  32. 猫の詩

    彼は眠っている
    私の心を抱えて
    夜の闇の中で
    今は嵐から安全

    #poetry #japanese #catpoem

  33. …
    For he is of the tribe of Tiger.
    For the Cherub Cat is a term of the Angel Tiger.
    …

    ‘My Cat Jeoffry’: From Christopher Smart’s Jubilate Agno
    interestingliterature.com/2020

    #catsofmastodon #poetry #catpoem #caturday

  34. …
    For he is of the tribe of Tiger.
    For the Cherub Cat is a term of the Angel Tiger.
    …

    ‘My Cat Jeoffry’: From Christopher Smart’s Jubilate Agno
    interestingliterature.com/2020

    #catsofmastodon #poetry #catpoem #caturday

  35. I awoke to the sight of one of these "skinned pelts," the visual inspiration for today's haiku poem.🤣The USB cable survived the direct feline assault but sustained a critical loss of -30 hit points.😉



  36. I awoke to the sight of one of these "skinned pelts," the visual inspiration for today's haiku poem.🤣The USB cable survived the direct feline assault but sustained a critical loss of -30 hit points.😉

    #today #humor #dnd #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #poem #writing #community #writingcommunity
    #poetrycommunity
    #writinglife #writerslife #writersofmastodon #writer #poetsofmastodon #poet #authorsofmastodon #author #cats #mastocats #catsofmastodon #catpoetry #catpoem

  37. I awoke to the sight of one of these "skinned pelts," the visual inspiration for today's haiku poem.🤣The USB cable survived the direct feline assault but sustained a critical loss of -30 hit points.😉

    #today #humor #dnd #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #poem #writing #community #writingcommunity
    #poetrycommunity
    #writinglife #writerslife #writersofmastodon #writer #poetsofmastodon #poet #authorsofmastodon #author #cats #mastocats #catsofmastodon #catpoetry #catpoem

  38. I awoke to the sight of one of these "skinned pelts," the visual inspiration for today's haiku poem.🤣The USB cable survived the direct feline assault but sustained a critical loss of -30 hit points.😉

    #today #humor #dnd #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #poem #writing #community #writingcommunity
    #poetrycommunity
    #writinglife #writerslife #writersofmastodon #writer #poetsofmastodon #poet #authorsofmastodon #author #cats #mastocats #catsofmastodon #catpoetry #catpoem

  39. I awoke to the sight of one of these "skinned pelts," the visual inspiration for today's haiku poem.🤣The USB cable survived the direct feline assault but sustained a critical loss of -30 hit points.😉

    #today #humor #dnd #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #poem #writing #community #writingcommunity
    #poetrycommunity
    #writinglife #writerslife #writersofmastodon #writer #poetsofmastodon #poet #authorsofmastodon #author #cats #mastocats #catsofmastodon #catpoetry #catpoem

  40. CW: Alcohol

    Evening on #caturday
    With no reason for stress
    At home on couch I lay
    Put on mans leisure dress

    #pushout #CatPoem

  41. CW: Alcohol

    Evening on #caturday
    With no reason for stress
    At home on couch I lay
    Put on mans leisure dress

    #pushout #CatPoem

  42. CW: Alcohol

    Evening on #caturday
    With no reason for stress
    At home on couch I lay
    Put on mans leisure dress

    #pushout #CatPoem

  43. CW: 'David' — A Cat Soliloquy by ChatGPT

    Ah, David. The name itself conjures up images of strength and power, of a noble and regal being. But am I, David, truly worthy of such lofty titles?

    As I gaze upon my reflection in the mirror, I see a fluffy white cat with sapphire blue eyes. My coat is soft and silky, my body lithe and agile. Yet what lies beneath this façade of feline perfection? —

    #ChatGPT #CatPoem #FediCats #CatsOfMastodon

  44. CW: 'David' — A Cat Soliloquy by ChatGPT

    Ah, David. The name itself conjures up images of strength and power, of a noble and regal being. But am I, David, truly worthy of such lofty titles?

    As I gaze upon my reflection in the mirror, I see a fluffy white cat with sapphire blue eyes. My coat is soft and silky, my body lithe and agile. Yet what lies beneath this façade of feline perfection? —

    #ChatGPT #CatPoem #FediCats #CatsOfMastodon

  45. CW: 'David' — A Cat Soliloquy by ChatGPT

    Ah, David. The name itself conjures up images of strength and power, of a noble and regal being. But am I, David, truly worthy of such lofty titles?

    As I gaze upon my reflection in the mirror, I see a fluffy white cat with sapphire blue eyes. My coat is soft and silky, my body lithe and agile. Yet what lies beneath this façade of feline perfection? —

    #ChatGPT #CatPoem #FediCats #CatsOfMastodon

  46. CW: 'David' — A Cat Soliloquy by ChatGPT

    Ah, David. The name itself conjures up images of strength and power, of a noble and regal being. But am I, David, truly worthy of such lofty titles?

    As I gaze upon my reflection in the mirror, I see a fluffy white cat with sapphire blue eyes. My coat is soft and silky, my body lithe and agile. Yet what lies beneath this façade of feline perfection? —

    #ChatGPT #CatPoem #FediCats #CatsOfMastodon

  47. CW: 'David' — A Cat Soliloquy by ChatGPT

    Ah, David. The name itself conjures up images of strength and power, of a noble and regal being. But am I, David, truly worthy of such lofty titles?

    As I gaze upon my reflection in the mirror, I see a fluffy white cat with sapphire blue eyes. My coat is soft and silky, my body lithe and agile. Yet what lies beneath this façade of feline perfection? —

    #ChatGPT #CatPoem #FediCats #CatsOfMastodon

  48. My Lear, my Taj Mahal.

    How many hours have I
    spent like this, lying
    in bed, stroking fur
    that feels closer than
    flesh ever did - and
    this the golden hour,
    time and again, not
    thinking of writing, of
    living or dying; all
    thoughts of anchors
    and solemn markers
    and Kilroy-was-here
    obsessions not even
    forgotten or dreamt
    of; this, the purr, the
    hand and the fur,
    these fleeting moments
    on moments can be
    my Lear, my Taj Mahal,
    forever now.


  49. My Lear, my Taj Mahal.

    How many hours have I
    spent like this, lying
    in bed, stroking fur
    that feels closer than
    flesh ever did - and
    this the golden hour,
    time and again, not
    thinking of writing, of
    living or dying; all
    thoughts of anchors
    and solemn markers
    and Kilroy-was-here
    obsessions not even
    forgotten or dreamt
    of; this, the purr, the
    hand and the fur,
    these fleeting moments
    on moments can be
    my Lear, my Taj Mahal,
    forever now.

    #CatPoem
    #CatsOfMastodon