#146 (summer’s gift)

grey whiskers and fur, striped yellow-black

a sound of fury growling deep

soft paws prepared to take a leap

back arched, claws out; ready to attack

blades whetted on cobble and concrete

while Poppy’s fragile dress so sweet

anger soon melted in crimson light

at last summer’s gift had stopped a fight

 

7th June 2017

 

 

 

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