CIRCLE OF LIFE
Outside my window
morning light grows
the glassy-eyed chipmunk
yesterday’s gift from my cat
still lies on the granite step
Last night
snarls ripped through
the dark
My fervent calls
yielded no response
just furtive rustling
in the shadowed woods
I slipped back indoors
into uneasy sleep
Outside my window
morning light grows
the chipmunk remains
my cat does not appear.
© 2018 M. Hogan. All rights reserved.
* Note from Michelle: I'm pleased to report that Molly's cat did eventually return!
Click HERE
to read this month's interview with Julie Fogliano. She has challenged
us to stare out the window and write a poem about what we see. You might
even consider writing something down every day for a week:
You have until Thursday, May 31st, at 5:00 pm (EST) to join in! Post your poem on our May 2018 padlet and I will add it to the wrap-up presentation HERE. One lucky participant will win a personalized copy of Julie's stunning new picture book from Roaring Brook Press:At the end of the week, read through what you wrote and write your favorite bits on a separate piece of paper. I bet there will be a poem in there somewhere… see if you can find it. – J. F.
Thank you for providing a bit of balance to this month's challenge, Molly. Although the darker perspective can make us uneasy, it's equally important and carries it's own beauty.
ReplyDeleteThank you for another great challenge, Michelle!
DeleteI have an outside cat and can relate to these "gifts". Captured so well in your poem, Molly.
ReplyDeleteWe have a "new to us" cat and she's a ferocious hunter. The "gifts" are mounting! :(
DeleteOminous, Mother Nature plays out in the animal kingdom–strong voice Molly!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Michelle. :)
DeleteYou may only have seen the results, but your poem beautifully has us all imagining what's outside that window. Nicely told! By the comment above, I'm assuming your new cat is safe.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Linda. My cat did, indeed, make it home eventually. Oh, the stories she could tell!
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