Cat knew
With her electric skin,
She pushed back
The fringe of darkness
And her phosphorescent eyes
possessed the will
To pin one
Like a butterfly.
And so she sat erect
Or curled up
Out of second sight,
Highly gifted,
unapproachable,
elect….
Until we glimpsed
Her sleek, black fur
In a swathing light.
Though dead,
Cat seemed so neat
In the mirror
Of that night, her last
Ecstatic stretch of claws
And ripple of momentary fright
Snapped
With a thump and shiver
Of delight.
I keep trying to surprise my readers , so I hope you didn't expect this. On the news front the demonstration went well and if you want more information you can go to
http://respectuk.blogspot.com/2006/09/blair-tme-to-go-live-report-no-12-more.html
or
Wonderful cat poem and to the Blair protest, let its ripples edge more in the US to do the same against Bush. Two countries- two war criminals.
ReplyDeletePeace.
I really enjoyed reading this. A very majestic and sleek quality throughout.
ReplyDeleteI hope to read more of your poetry in the future.