A cat is a cat.
His ways are his own, mysterious and secret.
He starts it a kitten,
So young so innocent.
Yet he will grow to be a tiger,
brave and strong.
Wild at heart,
whispers of freedom in his ears.
We think we own these leopards,
when they own us.
A magic look,
a loving purr,
and the cat has stolen us.
A good deed,
and they became one of us,
another person,
another family member.
They can reach your inner being,
They can own us,
They can take us away,
But who can do the same to cats?
Who can take the cat out of cats?
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This is a real good poem!
I have a cat, and well he isn't quite as majestic as this poem describes, he is just a great! XD
I love how you start out describing how they start, and what they grow to be. I don't know if you meant it, but I think you could find lot's of meaning in those lines.
I don't see too much to point out, but you do need to add a comma after "So young" and before "So innocent"
Overall, really great poem you've got here! Happy Review day, and have a good day or night!
Hi there Katnes I am hear to do a review on your poem so lets get in to it, He starts it a kitten, I feall like this neads an as some were so it will sound like this, He starts it as a kitten, see I am not taking eny word a way I am just ading to it, So young so innocent. with this bit I just think that you should ad an and there it mite sound better it would be like this, So young and so innocent. brave and strong. this is a bit weared it should say, so brave and so strong. so that will mack it ten times better I think, We think we own these leopards, so last time you said tiger but now it is leopards some times it is to stick to the same word, and they became one of us, okay ha our we talking about leopards still our are we talking about tigers or nomle cats it is a bit confusing to me, another person, see now we are talking about people not cats a speshely ones that eat you, Who can take the cat out of cats? this dos not make sens to me, so that is all I can say so keap up with the good work.
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That having been said:
Thanks for sharing this poem which is dedicated to admiring the qualities of a cats' personality such as a certain independence, an innate wildness which is always ready to reveal itself if provoked, such as when a family member is attacked by some dog.
The feeling that a cat is with us by choice ad not because we have domesticated it. That it can strike out at any time it wishes and survive but chooses to stay with us voluntarily. Then there are the moments when the cat expresses affection which only cat owners are familiar with such as a loving purr before going back to its enigmatic secretive mode that its owner finds so charming.
In short, the poem points out many qualities that we would emulate and find admirable and having cats around serves as a reminder that we should reach out for those same attributes.
The poem expresses this very well.
Looking forward to reading more of your work.
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They can reach [our] inner being, [In order to remain consistent with the rest of the poem pronoun usage of we, our, us.]