Poetry

Poem: Feline Dream

Wet autumn leaves blanket the wooden deck

as a feral cat looks through an open window.

He gazes into an empty space,

purrs a gentle feline dream,

wet-noses for a generous gift

or fresh catnip to roll onto

and patiently waits with curled paw

without a blink or a flinch

for a soft human touch

and the sanguine fragrance

of a kind woman.

ยฉ๏ธMft

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

28 comments on “Poem: Feline Dream

  1. Wonderful Mark.. An ode to Cat Power………

  2. Sanguine indeed, wonderful

  3. As a human owned by two cats I can relate to this!

  4. A wonderful portrait with your words!!! Bravo!

  5. That strikes a chord at my heart having lost our outside feral cat before we could tempt her inside.

  6. ษขส€ษ›at ษฎสŸึ…ษข.

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