Forrest Pasky Poet Free verse

Gun Metal Blue

a gunmetal blue

sky with clouds

like wet grey

smoke breaks apart

into patches

a few stray cats

among the chickens

combine in a playful

fight and tumble

coming down as rain

they fragment

into a mist of cats

or raindrops if you

like or care to watch

them slowly fall

chickens squawk

scratch, peck, and

squawk some more

and scatter before

the cats arrive

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Reason A. Poteet January 6, 2017 at 7:34 PM I've heard the expression it's raining cats and dogs, cats and chickens will do just as well. Nice description of the sky when it is about to make a lot of noise - gun metal blue. Forrest Pasky January 7, 2017 at 10:40 AM Thank you for the read and comment. It's getting ready to storm like that right now outside my window in silicon valley. Your "Frosty Jack" poem was cool. I enjoyed it a lot.