Feline Poem by Barry Middleton

Feline



Go slowly like a cat
that flirts and rubs
and sits upon my lap
then purrs without delay
the first sign of day.
Curl up upon my bed
and touch me with a paw
and stretch a feline limb
without a flaw.
Go slowly like a cat,
and cunning
with my love.
That sound is but
a night bird's call
and all your stalking time
is free,
tonight the only prey
is me.

Feline
Saturday, August 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love,passion
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
another poem from my youth
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marianne Reninger 06 August 2016

Love this one, Barry; I have two kitties and they act just like this; you picked up their every move. Love their little bodies and the quiet attention I get from them every day.

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Marianne Reninger 06 August 2016

Ah yes, I understand; we females are a bit feline in our actions.

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Barry Middleton 06 August 2016

Glad you like it. I used to always have a cat but no more since the last one passed away. But this poem is not really about cats. It's about feline like women.

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