LUKA

Luka the cat,

one eye and charcoal fur

digests the aroma of his yard.

 

His kingdom of flowers

breathes heaven onto him;

firm stalks own the hair

of his passing.

 

Angry birds of all sizes

send notice to his

sure footed velvet

undisturbed sauntering;

his strength reserved for fighting.

 

Nights welcome his

travel;

his eyes thick with vision,

claim the weak

in the kingdom of his

yard.

 

 

Roger G. Singer

PO Box 2501

Glenville, NY 12325-2501

518-399-3810

cabanaph424@verizon.net

 

 

 

 

 

 


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