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Click hereThe night she came into my life
The cold hard mist was driven;
Pierced the naked skin
Like an endless maelstrom of daggers.
She glided to my door that night
As her shadow danced from wall to wall.
Wrapped tightly in her fur coat,
Stared me down with eyes unblinking.
Came in my place to check things out,
The mark of a true professional;
For she'd not be seen in squalor,
So I'd wait to see her verdict.
She seemed well pleased at the bookshelves,
No dust, well read;
The kitchen seemed adequate,
No pile in the sink;
The bath and bedroom she gave a cursory look
As if she'd seen enough.
Satisfied with my domestic skills,
She headed out the door once more.
And there she stayed for months on end
Where I kept her fed, until one day
My little stray guard cat was no more;
For she'd decided to move on.
© Leon Brozyna 2005
LOL. I really thought it was a love poem or something :P No worries, I liked the idea of cat-love anyway! Lillian, KR.
You lured your reader in purrfectly! Loved the surprise ending ... I just never saw it coming! :)
I'm tempted to be alliterative, but I'll just say I love it! And what better, more deserving creature to celebrate than the mysterious cat! Very cute poem, Broz!
you had me going. i was sure this was a dame, right up until the very last stanza. what brilliant subterfuge. you know, that title was deliciously solicitous.