stalking dove

May 5, 2011

in Poetry

white petal flakes fall, littering the garden
collar necked dove calls mate,
late for dinner she shimmers, hovers, prepares to land,
wings fanned, expanded.

i’ll keep an eye out,
cat’s feeding, no need to not eat seed.

cat curdles around kitchen corner, stalking low,
creep, crawl, creep, crawl.

white petal flakes fall, no stalling doves,
they take to the trees.
cat sits. at ease.

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