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A Collegiate Cat
Just a wonderful poem about a cat, but make it old and fancy sounding – found on Smithsonian
Ink blue skies smudge warmly the glow of the crescent moon,
Alone and hungry I haunt the night, revelling
in the Presence of an ever growing
Darkness, without and within.
The trees whispered approval in unison, as I watched
Wood pixies weave their ephemeral lace
to throw over the red carnation that stands
frozen in a ray of thwarted sunshine. Tell me, darling,
Will you not step out of the lane etched in stone?
Footfalls, wearied and cautious, along pathways treaded
by spectres once under the delusion of eternity,
A flaming hand reaches out to gently catch hold of your errant spirit,
In the daze of the ember’s flicker, stumbling I walk
Into the depths of nature’s winding heart.