Mia Persson


The Cat


Synthesis of a black veiled soul strolling through the night so cold
Passing and stroking a fur of might, rumerous noises of sheer delight
Could have been anger or even of fright, a cause to collide daytime with night
A furious dazzling point-arched stare of empathy leaving from everywhere.

The meowl of a cat that ruptures the silence
A titter tat game of tottering paws
A tail filled with twists and turns of bones
And a delicate leap to end up in such brilliance

It is the cat, the one we all fear
Flee to your houses the black one is near
He comes out at dawn and by dusk is content
By the devil himself this cat has been sent

Bad luck lures into the the strong
If only they knew how much they were wrong
The cat is harmless as much as can be
He comes out at night looking for me
I am his owner please do not be scared
This kitten is lovely stop being so square

It was not until the night was alone, a repetitive silence with no twisting of bones
That everyone saddened and feeling contrite, someone cried out loudly into the night
'The burden is gone, there are no more threats, but let it be known we bathe in regrets'
Protested words shot into the moon, the cat was bound to come back soon.

By the end of three moons, the moment had come, bars shut down silent with the spilling of rum
Everyone static the soul had been felt, reminiscence of past from where the cat dwelt
Tail by the chairs, the prancing of paws, by shutters the wind, by skin where its claws
The fury was back, the soul was too black, but happiness strolled in who wanted him back.

And so is the story of my little cat, it is indeed harmless and that is a fact
At night I get cuddles while others get claws, but everyone knows how we all have our flaws.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 14, 2012

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  • Rookie - 280 Points Sara Fielder (2/17/2012 6:09:00 PM)

    Perfection. There is just something so mysteriously compelling about cats. I hope to write a poem about mine someday. He is such an enigma though-it will be tough. (Report) Reply

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