Jake Waller

cat poem

Smooth curves
Slim lines
Soft
But poised
A spring coiled
Compact power

Ears sharp
Alert triangles
Tents intent
On picking up
The smallest sign
Of prey to find

Sleek fur
Jet black
Or mottled tabby
Friendly, content
Or raised, defensive

Eyes,
Unique
Guarded, they survey
Then, with time,
Playful and bright

The form, whole
As one
The Cat
Complete

Jake Waller