User:Keuda

I have always loved cats, so when I found the first book, Into the Forest, at a yard sale, I bought it and began to read it. It did not take long before I was hooked. I have since collected the entire series of Erin Hunter Warriors books. Here are three of my cat poems. "Gray" was written when I saw a cat standing over it's dead friend on the side of the road. I stopped my car, got out and moved the body over where cars would not hit the grieving cat but left the cat for the owners to pick up.

Cougar

Leaning over Lookout Point Just beyond the limestone joint High above the verdant field Basking, bathing on the shield Watching high on nurturing stone Living, keeping all alone.

Desert Cat

Rugged as the sandstone butte Blending with his spotted suit Weaving through needled halls Hearing the feral desert winds' calls Curling now near nestled fold As morning sun soaks off the cold

Gray

I found your gray crumpled body There near the side of the road. Cars went by ignoring my grief As I touched your cold bloody nose. A kiss goodbye; I'll be so lonely Without your warm furry body next to mine.

Keuda, Founder, The American Keuda Cat, true warriors