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Once there was a cat named Fellie
Up above, the clouds he would be
Soaring high, dipping low
Just like the birds, he loved to go

As shooting stars fall from their grace
Fellie was plummeting down on his face
Crying out, did him no good
There wasn’t anyone waiting as he thought should

His friends the birds all stared and gawked
No help was given no encoragment squawked
Feeling alone, angry yet sad
Fellie made a promise to never look back

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The following comments are for "The cat who loved birds"
by krazeekookie

The way this poem is written just screams "hidden meaning" to me, but for the life of me, I can't quite seem to find it. What are you trying to say? What do Fellie and the birds represent? (of course, when you tell me, it will suddenly become obvious! *grin*).
Ignoring any hidden undertones for a moment, I liked the general flow of the piece. I felt the first verse was a little bit weak, but the other two were pretty good.

( Posted by: Spudley [Member] On: December 20, 2002 )

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