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Dark Poetry #4

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JenniferMaxwell

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since 2006-09-14

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0 posted 2008-03-06 11:07 PM

It’s nearly midnight and the cat
has started her nocturnal prowling
with soft paw strides and pauses
she transforms from room to room.

In the kitchen she’s a tiger,
an obligate carnivore connoisseur,
who likes her free range chicken slow-roasted
with just a pinch of sage and rosemary.

In the bath she becomes a fishing cat
on the banks of a porcelain riverbed
popping my bubble bath bubbles
to find the fish that must be there somewhere.

In the living room she’s a cougar,
territorial and the household’s dominant species,
claiming both couch and recliner
as her personal territory.

But it’s in the bedroom she becomes
that rare and mystical creature,
the snow leopard of the high Himalayas
as remote and inaccessible as I am
in my airless world of visions.

[This message has been edited by JenniferMaxwell (03-07-2008 02:10 PM).]

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