Feline Sonnet

 

That abstract form in patterned space

Such a glossy shape of fatal ambience

Seamless as a renaissance masterpiece

A perfect camouflage of purring violence

 

Such is the guise of its killing insouciance

Everything within its finite seeing grace

Is infinitely absorbed by its arrogance

Fashioned fatal in vestments of innocence

 

This nine-lifed four-limbed feline deity

With the double brace of hearing vision

Multiplying itself in languorous proximity

Fading into landscape of distant singularity

The symmetry of the poet’s infatuation

A creature writ in another hands heaven. 

Reviews

[Neville]

Nothing short of excellent in my book at any rate & on so many levels too. Oh' & I am more of a dog guy myself..All Good Things, Neville

[alanwgraham]

I'm extremely sorry to hear about Duncan's situation. Pass on my regards. We have had some interesting literary exchanges over the last year or two! This p***y piece distils all Duncan's skills.
Alan

[Duncan Brown]

Thanks for your review, Damien. I'm writing this for Duncan, who no longer writes due to a major stroke. He has perfect understanding though!

[Duncan Brown]

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[Damien Ridge]

"Fashioned fatal in vestments of innocence" I loved that line. You have a way with words! Thanks for sharing.