That Kind of Day
That Kind of Day
The cat just hissed and slunk away
the dog low growled and hid,
squirrels sat teary eyed in tails,
sparrows still on ‘lectric rails.
Oil skin clouds sailing past
billowing dark pirates bones
sun, as hostage, tied to mast
moon in slivered shiver tones.
Cold steel shrapnel’s stinging touch
reddened cheeks unwanted blush.
The cat just hissed and slunk away,
it was just that kind of day.
for SKAT A Any Old Poem Will Do #3 contest
John G. Lawless
2009
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2014
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