Bobcat's Hunger

Needing desperately my time on the porch
The cloudy days have gloomily encroached
Upon my emotions so that I could cry the tears
Equal to the rain that is pouring down around

The sun has already risen
Hidden behind dark gray
Blanketed clouds weeping
Moisture on all the ground

The only gold to be seen
Is the golden Helianthus Maximilianii
Prairie Sunflower that blooms
It definitely has to be the sun
On a day like today

The trees are holding
So much moisture 
That the leaves weep
Onto the saturated ground

Is God weeping 
Over the whole world
From his throne
In the third heaven above

So much is wrong
Moral decay
People lost for what 
Life is all about

People feeling that
There is no hope
That all is lost
Financial ruin for many

The rooster still crows
And the crows are
Crawing from a different
Locality far away

There are dogs
Barking down
Across the creek
Where the fighting roosters stay

Like there is something 
Wrong down there
Maybe a hungry Bobcat 
Or wild dog herd

Responsibility calls
Need to go and leave
The peace and comfort
Come down from the mountain
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Fraser Avatar
October 16, 2009 at 11:37 AM
Nice piece Sara, Bobcats are lovely >> James
Culverhouse Avatar
October 15, 2009 at 4:43 PM
nicely done
Strand Avatar
October 14, 2009 at 11:57 PM
Full of atmosphere Sara.Thank you for your welcome comments to day.Rgds Brian
Nunn Avatar
October 14, 2009 at 1:18 PM
Well, I like bobcats, so you know that this one is a winner with me...thanks for you honest comment on Fly On The Wall...I was not sure about that one either!!!! But you have to throw them out there and see if they get shot down, we have to try...thanks Danny
Freeman Avatar
October 14, 2009 at 10:38 AM
Oh the get away, the peaceful time, what life is all about, love in action. Nature at it's best, such a manifest. Sincerely, Love, Moses
Nutter Avatar
October 14, 2009 at 7:23 AM
The coming of winter tend to bring on these gloomy times of self doubt and questioning. Hope for the sunshine. Nice poem.
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