Stealthy, silent, sleek in darkness <br />Fluid feline's fearless progress <br />Patrolling, probing, paws with flick knives <br />Agile, adept, armed with nine lives <br /> <br />Domesticated yet one step from wild <br />Hunts to kill, then plays like a child <br />Explosive reflex, power and grace <br />Laser sharp eyes pare through space <br /> <br />A territorial dispute erupts <br />A flurry of flying fur in tufts <br />A chilling howl, a scream of pain <br />The vanquished flees, victor remains <br /> <br />Dawn brings her to the back door <br />With feathered gift upon the floor <br />She's looking up as if to say <br />'Here's my good deed for the day' <br /> <br />With door ajar she squeezes in <br />Heads for her dish and food therein <br />And then a day of sweet repose <br />To wait for night time's veil to close<br /><br />Esra Sloblock<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chairman-miaow/
