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
