Tina Rivenbark


Ocelot - Poem by Tina Rivenbark

Black eyes of an ocelot raging fire
A glowing aura of burning desire

Retracting tentacles razor sharp
Lacerating sounds of broken harps

Lashing out with jagged tears
Bleeding lovers caught in snares

Nocturnal creeping with a dancing prowl
Predators inscribing domain with a scowl

Expletive groans the pouncing flight
Frolicking cavort of the felines delight

The fringy quill of black hair on end
Longing of the appetite does transcend

Lustful cravings and quenching thirsts
Satisfying passions slowly dispersed

The pulse of movement in metered time
Cunning wildcat so beautifully sublime

Departing his territory smugly appeased
Smiling with libido his rapture is seized

A cock crow the breaking of dawn
His spirit and vigor begin to yawn

He retreats content to his ivory tower
For soon again will come the hour

To bask in the glory of the nights unlit midst
His quenching weakness nevermore to resist


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 17, 2013


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