The Cat
Oct 28, 2010 in Poetry
I saw a stray cat
flicker and blur,
beyond leaves,
beyond trees,
beyond the air that we breathe.
I saw it mold into a corner
its sleekness
perhaps just a reflection
off an old window pane.
And then
without vision
I felt it softly pass by
and brush my leg.
Without thought
I allowed my hand to fall
caress its fur,
softly pat its head
and hear its soft purr
before once again it melted back
into oblivion.


