the see-thru wire black cat
leans to the blue
porcelain pot
falls prey to squirrels
or a pair of bigger black
crows her back arched
tail curved ? happy
tells wants to interact
head turned to the front
porch for her portrait pose
to remember these
first days of summer
forgotten cold kittish days
of blows weathered thru
you as if you were made
of wire hollow and hungry
but today the leaves unfurl
the sun gentle rises
like a young man
getting dressed for work
