Linda Hepner

Veteran Poet - 1,111 Points (London)

In Gerd's Old Barn - Poem by Linda Hepner

In Gerd’s old barn
His three gold cats
Hunt the hay
For the thieving rats –
Whisker and paw they
Prowl through the night,
Their five eyes gleaming
Green and bright.

The cats are three,
I wish them two,
Pele one
And his lovecat true,
Virtual cat, Jezebel
Who sits
Upon the keyboard
Where she knits.

Ask you may
Why the eyes are five
Know that the Cyclops
Is still alive:
One is the eye
That dwells alone
Like an ear pressed close
To the telephone.

Gone is Pele,
Gone for good,
Closed are his eyes
In our neighborhood,
Sad is the lover,
Glad are the rats,
But the Cyclops eats
Both them and Cats.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 31, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, May 17, 2010


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