Recounting the time I attempted to thwart two of the world’s greatest hunters and came out on top.
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cat poetry
Strangers in the Afternoon
Inspired by bumping into an old friend, the below could be considered a sequel to Two Gods. With thanks to Vlad Bagacian for the use of the image, an excerpt of a larger photograph that can be seen fully in the link.
Two Cats F**king
As purromised last week. Yet somehow still hot of the purress.
Two Furking Cat Poems
This post two furking poems about cats; next post one poem about Two Cats F**king.
Catastrophe
A sad, tragic, dismal culmination of events that saw defeat snatched from the jaws of victory; the gods of genius not so much unfavourable . . . more kept at bay by a needy beast desperately determined to fulfil its own agenda. Continue reading
Cats in the Cradle
More cat protest poetry. Though it’s futile, they never listen – no matter how many times I read it over and over to them in the hope some of it will get through.
But imagine if it did – what then? What if through the power of poetry I could get them to change some of their more unfavourable habits and going-ons?
I’d be in the highest demand, hailed poet laurecat!
Cats Under Attack! (Backdoor Clawing Redux)
Should cats be banned? It’s a question being asked in New Zealand. In Australia one local council offered $10 for any ‘feral’ cat scalp residents bought in.
A Poem about Poems about Cats
On the back of the recent Clawing at the Backdoor yet another poem about cats. In fact, a poem about them. And on International Cat Day too.
If it’s all getting too much, don’t panic – there’s some calming cat pics coming up below!
N. P. Ryan 