- Primp and Preen - 3

PRIMP and PREEN Passersby’s halt, they fear to walk by, to fall to this feline in her prime. No moggie is she who’s primped and preened in contemplation she flaunts her flair. Motionless as art, her body’s dreadful covered in copious layers of azure fur. This she cat finds each passerby a meal, a most delectable prey. Primped and preened, her snaking tail waving rhythmic. Her trunk’s molded like a rounded goblet full of wine. Her paws arrest, slender, like a maiden's finger fine. Her chest full and firm, she posed with influential height. Her translucent tabby orbs shutter, then focus to gaze reflecting a light, shadowed by a panacea of unfolding lies; twin spheres speak, solid, content in serenity and pride. There's a bombshell shining in this cat's eyes. _____________________________________________________________ ~Inspired by: The Blue Cat by Pamela Colman Smith 1907~ ***For Debbi Guzzi's: Ten Paintings, Ten Poems, ALMOST DONE __Olive Eloisa D. Guillermo__ 08:24; January 13, 2015