Missing Cat
Where once he was, but is not now
he left the lingering lap of warmth.
Satin black fur and ice sharp claws
ferocious endless hunger feed.
He left the lingering lap of warmth
to prowl beyond the lamplit round
preferring chills that numb the heart.
Satin black fur and ice sharp claws
leave empty bowl and scratchless post;
a limp and dusty catnip mouse.
Ferocious endless hunger feeds
on nothing less than night’s dark sky
or mousie bones that snap and crunch!
-Andromeda Jazmon
Here's another trimeric poem, a form I learned from Trisha's Monday Poetry Stretch a couple weeks ago. It's a form developed by Dr. Charles Stone, explained here.
Friday Poetry is hosted by Betsy at Teaching Young Writers. Enjoy!
7 comments:
Love it, Andi! (Especially since I'm a cat person) Reminds me of 'Ode on the Death of a Favourite Cat.'
I love the way your poem opens, Andi. What a beautiful, sad, image. We lost a beloved marmalade tabby several years ago and miss him still.
What rich words you use, Andi! Ferocious, prowl, ice sharp claws, limp and dusty, bones that snap and crunch! You've made a suitable tribute to a majestic feline.
Neat form. Your repeated lines were so visible, and the follow up lines so heartfelt and descriptive.
Love this, Andi!
I know very little about poetic forms but this poem has touched me deeply. Very subtle in a powerful way in its yearning.
I love the trimeric form and how it turns out so interesting Andi, such a good story. Your photo is gorgeous, too.
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