An Old Poem…

09/18/2009 § Leave a comment

I was perusing my poetry on Authors Den and “found” a poem I wrote some years ago about my cat, George.

George of the Jungle

Black,
Sleek and stealthy,
Through open doors creeping
Like a shadow
Owning the night
In the middle of the day.
Eyes ablaze,
Tail twitching with
Anticipation.
No fear,
Almost careless,
Like a whisper on
The lips of lovers
He steals through the
Sun drenched room
Unnoticed
Again.

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