Feline

Feline

On the savannah or on my knee,
the difference is one of degree.
That resolution of feline will—
the stroke, the purr, the spring, the kill.

Only the size and prey may change—
the speed of spring, the chase’s range.
Stalking over rock or rill
or perched upon the window sill,

large or small or maned or not,
they are exactly as God has wrought.
Wild or domestic, the fact is that
simply put, a cat’s a cat.

 

For Sadje’s What Do You See Challenge #

This entry was posted in Animals, cats and tagged , , , on by .

About lifelessons

My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.

17 thoughts on “Feline

        1. Sam

          No same site, it is Word perfect that decides whether I am ME or “Somebody”. Right now they are back doing what they did to me last October when I was going to “give them the COB”~!. Like a very bad romance that is hard to break, I would like to get rid of them but then may be lonely. Quick get the paper-bag~! Wonder who I will be this time~??

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