Welcome back, furriends and fellow literary loungers. Today we’re looking at a poem that had me leaping from the windowsill in startled delight. It’s wild. It’s fast. It’s messy. It’s “Cat Scat” by Eamon Grennan – and furriends, this one moves. From the title alone, you know this isn’t a quiet meditation on moonlight and…
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Paws for Poetry: Reflecting on Catnip and Dogwood by Howard Moss
Greetings, furriends and poetic pals. Today’s poem is a short and sprightly piece by Howard Moss, titled “Catnip and Dogwood.” It’s a light-footed exploration of the differences between cats and dogs—with a few playful jabs tucked into its rhyme and rhythm. I knew from the first stanza this was going to be fun. I also knew…
Paws for Poetry: Reflecting on The Cat by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Greetings once again, furriends. Today we’re diving into a poem that doesn’t meow—it prowls. Quiet. Cool. Smooth as a tail flick and twice as sharp. I’m talking about “The Cat” by Lawrence Ferlinghetti—a poem that knows cats not as cute companions, but as quiet observers, agile acrobats, and masters of their own mystery. Let’s paw…
Tiny Paws Poetry: The Backyard Woods Collection
🐾 This collection is Part of the Exploration Series 🐾 Haiku by Tyson the Cat Tadpole StudiesWiggles in the pond.They never grow up fast enough.I supervise well. Trailmaster TysonI choose where we go.Person disagrees. Too bad.I am in the lead. Stream PatrolLittle muddy stream—tries to touch me. Almost wins.I leap. It sulks. Brushy DecisionsThis way…
Paws for Poetry: Reflecting on Beware of Kittens by Heinrich Heine
Hello again, furriends. Today we’re analyzing a poem that is short. Sharp. Deceptively cute. It’s basically a poem version of me as a kitten. “Beware of Kittens” by Heinrich Heine contains only three words—or so you might think. A Look at “Beware of Kittens” By Heinrich Heine Beware of kittens. That’s it. That’s the whole thing. No…
Tiny Paws Poetry: The Rainy Walk Collection
🐾 This collection is part of the Elemental Purrspective series 🐾 Haiku by Tyson the Cat Betrayal from AboveYou said it was clear.But the sky had other thoughts—drip drip on my tail. Emergency PauseOne paw. Then retreat.Water where water should not be.We are going home. The Look I Gave YouYou laughed at my glare.Raindrops clung to…
Tiny Paws Poetry: The Ghost Tabby Collection
🐾 This collection is part of the Mystical Paws series 🐾 Haiku by Tyson the Cat In the Right LightSunlight on my fur—ghost of stripes begins to stir.Now you see, now gone. Young and BoldKitten stripes so clear.Time has made them quiet now—but they still whisper. Shadow TrickBlack, until moonlightpaints my legs with tiger dreams.I am…
Paws for Poetry: Reflecting on She Sights a Bird by Emily Dickinson
Hello, furriends, my fellow feather-chasers and daydream dignitaries. Today’s poem is short, sharp, and startlingly accurate. Emily Dickinson may never have stalked a robin herself, but she clearly observed someone who had. In “She Sights a Bird,” she captures the art of the hunt—the thrill, the precision, the heartbreak—with feline fidelity. Let’s take a look at…
Tiny Paws Poetry: The Rainbow Bridge Collection
🐾 This collection is part of the Beyond the Bridge series 🐾 Haiku by Tyson the Cat Where the Light WaitsThe sun lingers here,but over the gentle arch—old friends wait in light. Mirabelle Still SpeaksA whisker twitches.I feel her voice in my fur.Mirabelle still speaks. Paws in the FogSometimes in my dreams,paws I’ve never touched curl…
Paws for Poetry: Reflecting on Black Cat by Rainer Maria Rilke
Hello, furriends, my fellow moon-gazers and shadow-seekers. Today’s poem doesn’t just describe a cat—it becomes one. It slips through language the way we slip under doors, silent and sudden and gone before you can prove we were ever there. If you’ve ever wondered what it means to be felt but not fully seen, Rilke knew. Let’s look…