Love Poems About Kitten or Kitten Love Poems
Categories: cat, love,


Abandoned by your own mother. How could she leave you to die? You were helpless, bedraggled and weak. When I saw you my heart melted… who could resist those huge blue eyes. I scooped you up and carried you home. You cried for your mum; but she was long gone. I gave you warm milk you drank thirstily; then fell asleep in my arms. I begged my mum to let you stay. From that day you stole my heart. I fell in love with my first kitten. Sponsor Ed Ebbs Contest Anacreontic Verse 1 11~07~15

by Gabrielle Jordan |
Categories: betrayal, color, lost love, love hurts, perspective, yellow,

Sandpaper and Phantom Rainbows

When I saw him last, 
He wore grey bananas on his feet 
He had a pirate’s hat between his teeth 
Long last the man from Oliver Kitten arrived on the shores of my head 
How was he to bring such a large basket of straws and ask me to bloom a white rose 
You have been back he said with a twirl of a red gem 
Yellow kittens for my pleasure, 
Only one black dog
Keep roaring up the hill, don’t stop 
Take the bottom off the wheel
You won’t need it soon 
You are on your way down 
The pink parade will catch your fall 
Dolphins everywhere 
Even under my old brown coat

by Eve Roper |
Categories: baby,

Hush-a-bye, Baby You Have Stolen My Heart

An infant so very small, with its little noise that never does impose. small little hands, ten perfect little fingers, small little feet, ten perfect little toes kitten softness, invites a fingers touch, a kiss on its nose. Hush-a-bye, baby, flawless pure love, princess in pink, a prince in blue it snuggles and steals mortal's and God's soul with just a coo. 7/30/2019

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: angst, hurt, life, loneliness, sad love,


‘In her eyes, fathomless the pool of sadness’

There’s a sorrow she won’t let go
A melancholy in her that’s taken residence 
She welcomes it and nurtures it 
Deep down in the depths of her soul
Her heart no longer an empty shell
She welcomes its warm familiarity
Feeding it like a lost kitten
She needs it and it needs her
Soothing and divine she treasures it
She cajoles it and loves it more than life itself

Submitted on July 18, 2019, for contest WRITING CHALLENGE 2, JULY 2019- MELANCHOLY sponsored by DEAR HEART  -  RANKED 1ST

by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: cat, pets,

The Purest Love

At 22, her life still gave mine meaning This feral kitten born inside a barn In dark times, she was ever intervening To bring smiles, she wrestled balls of yarn When arthritis kept Katy from leaping I picked her up and knew she’d soon meet fate But still, she purred as I just sat by weeping Till one morning, I opened the floodgate I buried her beneath her favorite oak A place where she’d spent many hours preening And sure am I she never misses a stroke From Angel Gabe whose arm she must be cleaning
*August 15, 2020 For Constance’s “All Pets Go to Heaven” contest

by karen croft |
Categories: animals,


she is known to love-
her animal of choice is
a small tan kitten

by john freeman |
Categories: allegory,

virtuous wreck

(double sijo) virtuous woman seasoned of life’s wisdom without schism sex kitten smitten, honey dos omitted, all lies acquitted having searched wrecked world over… found fickle love… where’s my dove? ~ like a wreck upon sands of salty seas, `Tis God hears my pleas "Still round the corner there may wait, a new road or a secret gate." as hollowed hull awaits true love’s fate… a virtuous mate ========================================== Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dream weaver Contest Name In a land called fantasy

by John Posey |
Categories: pets, , cute,


PALpitations Down through the years I’ve had my share Of furry, fuzzy friends Who found the place inside my heart Where unconditional love begins. I’ve seen them born, and watched them die, As grieving tears ran from my eyes. Some I owned - and some owned me – All blessed me with their loyalty. Be it just a precious spotted pup Or cute and cuddly kitten – You’ll find that this old wordsmith’s heart - Will always be equally smitten. Written By John Posey 10/30/13

by Joyce Johnson |
Categories: natureme, spring, me, spring,

My Favorite Things

My favorite things are part of Spring,
Each greening, borning, blooming thing.
A pansy face, a new made nest,
In spring God sends his very best.

The loveliest things that I could know
Are sent to me in springtime show.
Yellow chicklings, downy ducklings,
All new growings, all new sucklings.

Kitten and puppy, foal and calf,
How can they help but make me laugh?
In the worst of winters fury,
I think of them and have no worry.

God show his love to me in Spring. 
With things that cause my heart to sing.
Favorite things to keep me whole
Topped of with Spring to feed my soul.

by Sierra Arnold |
Categories: cat

A Kitten Named Panda

She's black with white spots.
She curls up on my chest when I lay down.
Mews and stretches
just to curl up again.
I love her so much...
She gives me a new sense of joy.
A new reason to continue.
My baby....

by Edwin Hofert |
Categories: child, cute love, grandchild, granddaughter, inspirational, poetry,



A little girl found a kitten.
As she walked down the street.
She took it home to her house.
To give it food to eat.

The kitten missed it's mother.
It would cry and then meow..
The little girl held it close.
To try to help somehow.

After just a little while.
Holding the kitten next to her.
She noticed that the kitten.
Would then begin to purr.

She began to realize.
The difference in the sound.
Of a kitten that is lost.
And the kitten that is found.

Edwin C Hofert

by jack horne |
Categories: childhood

Bye bye, Baby

As this poem was being written,
A small boy appeared to be smitten.
He loved his baby brother,
But then he asked his mother,
‘Please can we swap him for a kitten?’

Brotherly Love
Jack Horne
24th April 2011

by Joyce Johnson |
Categories: faith, nature, god, god,

Spring Blessings

Such lovely things are part of spring, Each greening, borning, blooming thing. A pansy face, a new made nest, In spring God sends his very best. How can one see and yet not know, It's God who makes the springtime show; Yellow chicklings, downy ducklings, All new growings, all new sucklings? Kitten and puppy, foal and lamb, Each one is sent by the great I Am. In the worst of winter's fury, Spring is coming, not to worry. God shows his love to us in spring With all new things to make hearts sing. He fills our needs to keep us whole, Topped off with spring, to feed the soul. Won a 3rd in contest

by Anindya Mohan Tagore |
Categories: beauty, blue, butterfly, cat, friendship, heaven, joy,

In the garden of Eden, I am the kitten


In the garden of Eden
There is no sorrow and cries
I am the pretty kitten
Playing with blue butterflies

There is no sorrow and cries
Here, Love blooms in every ground
Playing with blue butterflies
Only caress can be found

Here, Love blooms in every ground
Butterflies flutter and play
Only caress can be found
I sleep on the grass or hay

Butterflies flutter and play
My paws do not hurt any
I sleep on the grass or hay
I like to play with many

My paws do not hurt any
I am the pretty kitten
I like to play with many
In the garden of Eden


7 syllables per line

by Terry Hoffman |
Categories: cat,

A Kitten's Purr

A kitten snuggles on your lap
and makes that purring sound.
Into your soul pours happiness	
and love is all around.

Your heart begins to slow its beat,
to keep time with that purr.
the sounds of peace fill up your mind,
while stroking that soft fur.

by Chad Wood |
Categories: life, lost lovelove,


Not a single feeling felt
ever could before with me
corner like a kitten I am.
Ended love as elastic gap
stretched time wide to go
straight to end, and over.
Am on trial, feels a coma       
reduced to fever, in fear
yes I love will never say.  

Time passed to clarity in
end of my quote end quote.
Most kind tragic plot arc
planted seed inside, made
often mistakes, now knows
reality to always witness
alpha first then to omega.
Reset heart aches now for
yes but waits more to say.

(note from author:  this is an acrostic where the letters at the beginning and end of the lines both form words.  I put an homage to e. e. cummings in there who can find it?)

by Fide Erken |
Categories: lovegirl, girl, mum,

The Girl and Her Kitty

The kitty played with its tail, 
The girl watched her. 
The kitty got tired and slept, 
The girl placed a hanky on her. 

It was an embroidered one, 
Her grandma's present,
No bigger than her kitten. 

The girl was her mom's apple of the eye,
The kitty was the girl's unique one. 

One day, the kitten died, 
The girl became a grown-up. 

Her mum is a grandma now. 
The embroidered hanky has faded. 

Just love is left behind.

by Johnny Rhinem |
Categories: art, baby, cancer,

Love Is Everything

Watching her world grow old waxing cold; this flesh is dying....
Drawn within a place which failed it's glitter afore she ever glowed ?
Still trying to sell myself her derriere; up turned towards his southern wind
Atop, time's casting couch ? Requesting another read through while pulling this broken 
Tooth from her golden apple and surround sounds sea shells playing an octave five..
Black as white a tiny kitten shy peaking past, the cracked door ? Melting my heart knowing.

by theresa stephens |
Categories: romance,

Spring Fever

I went for a walk one Spring day

The sun was shining up above

As I strolled  with my friends

Soon to meet my one true love

Dressed in jeans and a jacket

Almost thought whether I should

Buy a pair of hiking boots

When I bumped into my one true love

My friends had walked on up ahead

While I wondered whether I could

My kitten heels had stuck in the mud

When I met my own one true love

He rescued me, my knight, my saviour,

He lifted me above the flood

Instantaneously a look in each other's eyes

Never to part from my one true love

by Seren Roberts |
Categories: cat,

My name is Puss-Puss- for the love of kittens contest

 I love living here 
Where the food is so fine
My tummy tickled when i purr
A bed that’s divine

A little girl to hug me
Tells me she loves me so
I gently snore
When off to sleep I go

I promise not to scratch the furniture
Now a scratch post I see
Was a present from my mistress
For little ole me

It is fun being a kitten
Except when she dresses me up
Puts me in her dolls pram
I try not to fuss

My little girl calls me Puss-Puss
A very fine name you’ll agree
So when I hear her calling it
I know she is calling meeee.

Penned  21 January 2017

by Jasmine Cruz |
Categories: love,

My Love For You


My love for you is like a summer rose;
Always blooming, hardly dying.
My love for you is like a newborn kitten;
Cautious, yet soft and sweet.

My love for you is like a well-written book;
You can open it again and again.
My love for you is wide as the ocean and deep as the sea.
My love for you is everlasting,
Always patient, and true to thee.

(c) Jasmine Paul 11-22-2014 

by Mama Bear |
Categories: animal,

Zoom Zoom

I call you kitten but you are really not that
You are a friendly full grown cat
You jump on me and knead my chest
Seems like you know I love you best

Playful and mischievous, that is you
You cheer me up when I am blue
The way you move around the house
Always searching for the elusive mouse

I see the way you treat the rest
Somehow you always pass their tests
A flick of your tail, puts them in their place
As you sit and carefully wash your face

The affection you show makes me glad
That I am your ever loving Dad

written for Larry Anstett
July 3, 2015

by João Camilo |
Categories: funny love, giggle, love,

A play

She had a name written on her palm
And kept giggling after reading it
I was curious and with pretense calm
My eyes and this name have met,

She used a pen with dark blue paint
Crossing the lines on her hand, 
The “A”s were round, the “L”s bent,
“I” dots were spread like sand,

I needed to beg, I needed to insist 
For she didn’t want to show,
hiding it within her clenched fist,
teasing me with a laced bow, 

when she finally allowed me to see
it was late and I saw just a blur,
she laughed and I let her walk free 
like a kitten, also starting to purr. 

by Sam Jameson |
Categories: adventure, butterfly, cat, nature,

Tiny Blue Wings, Kitten and Butterflies

As blue felicity surrounds me from above Tiny wings play me the song of your love I never find sorrow in your sapphire beauty For your fluttery nature seems to consume me Tiny wings play me the song of your love My mighty paws reach for the fun you've begun For your fluttery nature seems to consume me A fanciful day, your merriment behooves me My mighty paws reach for the fun you've begun I never find sorrow in your sapphire beauty A fanciful day, your merriment behooves me As blue felicity surrounds me from above March 15, 2016

by A Yorkshire Poet |
Categories: cat, friend, friendship, love,

Wild Kitten

Wild kitten hides in the long grass.

Wild kitten hunkers for a kill.

Wild kitten plays with his tale.

Wild kitten trembles in the wind.

Wild kitten crawls along the ground.

Wild kitten sleeps so sound.

Wild kitten was so lost but now I have found.

Wild kitten looks into my eyes.

Wild kitten can tell no lies.

Kitten of mine he will be.

Kitten sleeps in my hand.

Kitten plays with my heart.

Kitten loves his new start.

Kittens eyes are so sharp.

Friend of mine he has become.

Cat is my shadow, waits for me.

Cat demands my knee, my company.

Cats always there for me, purrs to set my pain free.

Cat love you I do because I know you love me.