Cat comes in
Complaining about the weather
As if I could change the season
The omnipotent servant
Called upon to correct the universe
To suit feline whims

Copyright 12-7-04

Miskit Birds

Those tiny birds
That come only in flocks
Sit in the bush
Outside my window

They remind me of Miskit
She caught one a year
Then one of the toms
Took from her and ate it

Her other accomplishment
Was being a good mother
To her single litter
There was nothing else

Always the bottom
Of the pecking order
Without her mothering
Hunting was all that was left

Wounded in a fight
She ended up
With a tummy tuck
Looked like a young cat

Life took on new meaning
She had a chance
To start over
Until the end

© 2005 Sandy Vrooman