treebark

Stray Cat Crossing



Black and bruised cats are collecting in the streets
as they try to hide from the two-legged monsters,
Onto the frigid ground these felines lay so sweet. 

Now, these cats are innocent beings, but the world still sees
these rulers of the night as demons, the haunters. 
Black and bruised cats are collecting in the streets

to pray for poor Lulu, once a gentle and upbeat
stray, now nothing more than a beaten piece of meat, a goner. 
Onto the frigid ground these felines lay so sweet. 

These two-legged fiends thirst for the warmth of blood, to defeat
the plague of evil omens these cuddly harlots seem to foster. 
Black and bruised cats are collecting in the streets

sick and mangled from the Devil’s calling group, two-legged deceit, 
what was thought to be love was in truth, an imposter. 
Onto the frigid ground these felines lay so sweet. 

A fluffy body hung from the balcony by a copper cable marks the ritual complete, the black tufts of fur serve as a reward to those monsters. 
Black and bruised cats are collecting in the streets, 
Onto the frigid ground these felines lay so sweet.

Comments3

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME TREEBARK ~ This is an awesome first POEM ~ I love Villanelles and have posted several. I am a Performance Poem and to have this BLACK but DROLL poem recited was a real bonus ! You will find MPS an empathetic site ~ good Poets ~ good Poems and encouraging comments (like this one !) Yours BRIAN (UK) Please check my POEMS ~ Thanks B.

  • seeker123

    Treebark, a powerful poem about the abused, thank you for sharing and welcome to MPS

    seeker123

  • b-LAH-que

    Incredible structure and rhyme scheme. Well written overall.



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