Sooty black and thin boned,
velvet almost, but stringy.
Hard to define
the shape of a hissing cat
that was so soon alive and kicking,
but now lies dead
on my neighbor's lawn.
I would watch it on summer evenings
crouching low
under the hedgerow hunting small birds.
Fortunately for the birds
it most always missed,
then he would hiss loudly,
and walk away,
skinny tail up
as if he didn't give a damn.
Now it's dead,
and by God, I swear I can hear
it hissing still,
and not giving a damn.
Hissing cars
Swishing trucks
Rumbling bikes
Life is a highway
Really?
Combusting cylinders
Pumping pistons
Turning crankshaft
Spinning flywheel
Engaging transmission
Motoring drive
Tranferring power
Rolling tires
Hissing
Swishing
Rumbling
Crash and burn
Life goes on
Black and thin boned,
velvet almost, but also stringy.
Hard to define
the shape of a hissing cat
that was alive and kicking
but now lies dead on my neighbor’s lawn.
I would watch it on summer evenings
crouching low
under the hedgerow hunting small birds.
Watch it stiffen as one hopped nearby
wait until.......now pounce,
fortunately for the birds
he most always missed
but then he would hiss loudly
and walk away as if he didn't give a damn.
Now it’s dead, its corpse splayed out on the grass
and by God I swear I can hear
from that very same hedgerow
a merry twittering
and a whole lot of ribald hissing.
Hissing sound .
Whispers, look around .
See them on the horizon
Slowly rising
Approaching from there .
Coming with the air .
Every one will breathe them in .
For they are the final Sin.
10.10.2021
Which came first - kissing or fire?
Which came first - dance, or the language of love?
Hissing heartshaped
Dragon draped route
Escaped ship slips
Camouflaged trap
Seaward map shown
Sails slap in breeze
Portal to sea
Songs of glee flow
From freedom's voice
Inspired by Debbie's contest..
Into my head stink in mythic one hissing
of running are ratters, as I hated by
up nearly level of piled woodsheds rottenly sites
at weediest the backyard’s place,
of my neighbor’s unit close edged up wards
side by sides, feet away from my place . . .
Once lucky I bound at woodsy near duty
she a terrier if the ratters in her site been gone
over willowy apart, as roofless patio
the backyard's sensory stain at royalists’ land . . .
Upper away of gallant converted living by
out of mind, she the pureed-bandit around
bazaars think backfill thy new world
in menses aid raised velvety clubs by wards.
Miserly her space and empty from kindliness
consorted in byte ratters her terraces
downfalls by sight, in careens simply mode empty
my home unfair or caustics up a side,
at silly carrion backyards as waste as hissing
up I needing help from as careless chick!
vigilant reptile
Rippled over the rocks
Hissing Grass swirls