Joni Coleman, 9 june 2012
Silent steps over moonlit stones,
The scent of prey seeping in,
Tender droplets of saliva teasing lips,
The thrill of the kill an internal din
The target is soft, young and sweet,
Eyes dart, miss the fateful gap
Unaware of the ever-closing danger,
Bright life at mercy of the briefest snap
The victim stops in safety's lap
The step of the warm lit house
The lethal strikes comes!
The cat shakes the life from the tiny mouse.
Joni Coleman, 1 march 2012
I saw a bird today,
That, before, I’d never seen.
It graced the sky with wings of white
In purity serene.
I saw a bird today,
Not as nimble as the rest,
But it split the air upon the wing;
As skilful as the best.
I saw a bird today,
Singing loudly in a tree
And from its happy chatter
Came the sweetest melody,
I saw a bird today,
And today it did depart,
To soar the heavens with its own kind,
But ever in my heart.
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