The Cat in The Mist

Eileen Clark

The evening sky’s darken, falling slowly to the ground,
Soft mist is filling the air with a whispering sound.
A dim light from a lamp post exposes something down below,
It’s a sleek black cat with a shiny coat moving very slow.

I’ve never seen the likes of it, a smooth sophisticated stroll,
Gazing upon him I question myself, is he’s tired hungry or cold.
I watch this silent creature move down the cool wet street,
I wonder if there is a home, a someone waiting for him to greet.

Perhaps he lives in the city with a  pack of other cats,
Or possibly  he’s a loner and stays near the railroad tracts.
If I knew for certain that this little guy lived all alone,
There would be no hesitation for me to take him home.

Author: Eileen Clark

Image: http://montanabel.gallery.ru/watch?ph=0sl-cTavC

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  • Author: Eileen Clark (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 13th, 2023 12:44
  • Category: Love
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  • orchidee

    A fine write Eileen.

  • jarcher54

    You lovingly captured that feeling we all have wondering about that wandering creature... wonderful atmosphere! And where did you get that painting?

    • Eileen Clark

      Hi, thank you and here is the link for the painting. organizationallyimpaired.tumblr.c...

      The painting inspired my poem



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