Devin Irving Poet Free verse

A Cat's Midwife

Knuckles deep in a cat.
The spongy flesh pulses around my fingers
Each time I move inside.

Her stomach undulates
As if it was alive.
Wait-- it is.
I am trembling.

Her pained meows
Offset by the mewlings
Heard from within her.

The first head pokes out,
Slick and red
Staining the scratchy towel underneath.
Then more, four in all,
Pawing clueless about on the reddened fabric.
Their eyes still shut, yet they see the world.

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Sophia Valentina January 26, 2014 at 7:12 AM Awesome piece! Loved the vivid description and the subject matter is very interesting. I played midwife to a cat once as well and it was a very unique, memorable experience. You've captured its essence very well. The last line is deep and thought provoking as well. Nice job!

Laura Breidenthal January 20, 2014 at 4:00 PM WOW. Great piece!! I've just watched my cat give birth not too long ago and the memory is fresh in my mind. I like your style. You surely have a way with words. Keep up the excellent work. Always, Laura