adventures in dysthymia

Friday, February 22, 2013

Cat on the Threshold, a poem

Cat on the Threshold

Uncertainty of gray, you hover half-in, half-out,
fearful of the trap, of no-way-out,

eager to explore each mysterious corner,
each furniture cave and ledge.

Curiosity never killed in this house,
though it’s been known to get one shooed.

Stephen Brooke ©2013

It's not exactly a sijo but it's sort of in the shape of one.

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