Iris Blade Poet Free verse

Hidden Beauty

The starling whispers
Over the rough grass where I lay
A tale of warning and treachery echo from its pointed beak
The branch jumps at the starling’s leave

The cattails by the water are none like
the cat’s tail making patterns in the ground rock in front of me.
It looks up boldly
I look cautiously

It is beautiful but deadly, 
The poised paws lingering on the edge of decision
The velvet limb darts forward and brings nighttime early
The stars are bright and many

They disappear to show a sliver of an eye hiding in the foilage
The shadows bring about the death of day
And still the eye is
Cloaked by starlight and hidden by moonlight 

The branches twitch, but I must not
Held to where I lay by its gaze
Not by fear but by wonder
A hand reaches out

I recognize it as my own
The gold eye disappears and l am left 
Just me
Haunted and reaching

For hidden beauty

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Chris Green April 25, 2017 at 1:08 PM I am amazed at your talent. This poem kept me prisoner in a way as after finishing, I kept going back and going back and each time finding something different to peak my thoughts. From the starling and it warning to the cat lying in wait. The picture is vivid and alluring, in that don't go in there but you do anyway, kind of way. And then the ending, once again the perfect closing to a fantastic adventure of the mind. Wonderfully done Iris. Iris Blade April 25, 2017 at 3:22 PM Thank you so much, it means a lot. I appreciate it. I wrote this poem based on a dream I had. I tried to imagine it on paper, and I think it worked. Thanks so much!

Heidi Sands February 12, 2017 at 8:32 AM Very well done Iris ! :) Iris Blade February 12, 2017 at 11:47 AM Thank you for the encouraging comment! I haven't posted many poems as of recently. I have been busy but I hope this one makes up for it!

Darren White February 11, 2017 at 5:04 AM "The poised paws lingering on the edge of decision...//... The velvet limb darts forward and brings nighttime early"...// What wonderful sentences in a beauty of a poem.. Hidden beauty? Not really, very open beauty! Iris Blade February 12, 2017 at 11:46 AM Thank you so much! I am glad you enjoyed my poem! Comments like yours influence me to put pen to paper.