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Black Cat

by V`yonne 

Posted: 04 August 2007
Word Count: 68
Summary: When she was a kitten she could catch rabbits bigger than herself.


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There is a piece
of night that stalks the day
silent as a dream scream
moving blades of grass away.

Soft darkness pounces.
Sharp claws, red jaws
clamp tight around the prey
half lifeless
victim to its nightmare’s play.

And in the depth of night
upon my bed
a piece of night purrs peacefully.
Amid dark silky fur
two spots of grass shine out as clear as day.






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Shika at 21:32 on 14 August 2007  Report this post
This is lovely. I love this. S

Steerpike`s sister at 20:44 on 10 October 2007  Report this post
That's a fantastic last line you have there.

portobelloprincess at 03:24 on 17 November 2008  Report this post
wonderful sense of 'movement' in this poem - I love the way the cat becomes the gentle sleeping creature after all the menace in the second stanza.
lovely.

V`yonne at 20:56 on 17 November 2008  Report this post
Thank you all for commenting on this. I wrote it years ago. She has arthritis now.

Prospero at 12:58 on 28 July 2013  Report this post
Superb.

Sean

V`yonne at 14:47 on 28 July 2013  Report this post
My my Sean thanks I had forgotten all about this one.


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