Cat adopts
the position
of a Sphinx
on the windowsill
yawns &
releases
a moon
that settles
on top of
a geranium
creating a perfect
picture
which as if
by magic
he then takes
himself out of
leaving the moon
just where he yawned it
balanced
still
on the top of the potted plant
only an invisible miaow
betraying
where
it had been.
Wonderful - style Donall Dempsay - hardly to be mistaken for someone else!
You are seriously the man! I love your writing bro, I think we both kind of think alike. These strange poems really connect with me, and right away say 'i am an original'. I've gone through countless poets on here, I would venture to say you are one of the best. 10/10 -david
Donall your '#''s are very naughty as they beckon me in without a title! This is a cute catty poem! HG: -) xx p.s. not saying that I am #shed off or anything; -) xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have to agree with Onelia here, Donall...this is so written in your own Donall Style. Only you would think this and then be able to write it this way...only YOU.