🐾 This collection is part of the Window Watchers series 🐾 Haiku by Tyson the Cat Moonlit ConfidenceMoonlight on my fur—the petals do not questionif they’re growing right. Unanswered GazeShe climbs through the trees,a pale watcher in the dark.I do not blink back. Lessons from the SkyNothing in the skyrushes. The stars simply shine.I learn from…
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Tiny Paws Poetry: The Glencairn Collection
🐾 This collection is part of the Exploration series 🐾 Haiku by Tyson the Cat Azalea PathPetals on my paws.The air smells like quiet bloom.Humans pause to stare. Fountain WatchWater leaps and falls—not a single drop for me.Still, I supervise. Loaf Beneath the BenchCool stone, shady spot.Birdsong twirls like cotton fluff.I nap. They admire. Properly…
A Gentle Paws: Poetry for Chris Arsenault and His Cats
Hello, furriends. Normally, when I share poetry, it’s part of a thoughtful analysis or one of my signature haiku collections. But today, I want to do something different. A few days ago, we lost a true hero—Chris Arsenault, founder of Happy Cat Sanctuary. Chris gave his life trying to save the cats he loved, and…
Paws for Poetry: Reflecting on A Little Language by Robert Duncan
Hello, furriends, silent watchers and poetry whisperers. Today, I bring you a poem that isn’t so much read as it is felt—a piece that prowls the edges of language like a shadow at dusk. It’s called “A Little Language” by Robert Duncan, though there’s nothing little about the depth it reaches. Let’s explore the quiet magic…
Tiny Paws Poetry: The Pollen Problems Collection
🐾 This collection is part of the Injured Dignity series 🐾 Haiku by Tyson the Cat Invisible FoeAir full of whispers.They stick to my royal coat.I am betrayed. Twice. Betrayal by BreezeA warm breeze arrives.I greet it with open paws.It slaps me with dust. The Wipe-Down WoesCloth of shame appears.I suffer indignityfor the sake of pride….
Tiny Paws Poetry: The Dragon Collection
🐾 This collection is part of the Mystical Paws series 🐾 Haiku by Tyson the Cat Guardian of DreamsTiny flames flick tail—Guardians of socks and dreams,Whiskered dragons purr. Shadow SongsSilken tail unfurls—Shadow breathing ancient songs,Tiny dragon purrs. Forgotten SkiesEyes like molten gold,Whiskers chart forgotten skies,Dreams curl into flame. Beneath the FurSoft paws, velvet ears,Ash and…
Paws for Poetry: Reflecting on Cat Poems by Kenneth Rexroth
Hello, furriends, curious creatures and poetic prodders. Today, I encountered a poem that’s short, sharp, and – how shall I say it – unapologetically suspicious of cats and the humans who adore us. Naturally, I had thoughts. Let’s take a look at this pointy little verse. A Look at “Cat” by Kenneth Rexroth There are…
Paws for Poetry: Refecting on Rum Tum Tugger by T.S. Eliot
Hello, furriends! Tyson here, your literary-loving feline with an eye for art and a tail for the dramatic. Today, I’m diving into the poetic world to celebrate one of the most famous cat poems, “The Rum Tum Tugger” by T.S. Eliot. And because no blog post of mine would be complete without a touch of…
Tiny Paws Poetry: The Nitrolee Collection
🐾 This collection is part of the Exploration series 🐾 Haiku by Tyson the Cat Trail Scented with TimeLeaf mold, whisper wind—old stone holds its breath for me.Mice left messages. Building WatchBrick bones, open doors.The air hums with past and paws.I sniff its secrets. Streamside PauseJust beyond the trail,water thinks it can sneak past.I hear…
Paws for Poetry: Reflecting on Fog by Carl Sandburg
Hello again, furriends, my fellow seekers of feline wisdom, poetic fogbanks, and soft-footed truths. Today’s poem is short, quiet, and perfectly cat-shaped. It doesn’t demand your attention – it simply appears, settles in beside you, and waits for you to notice. In other words: it behaves exactly like me. Some days. Let’s take a look…