Logan the Hunter by Soulo Jacob BourgeauFierce and loyal predator
The crimson tabby
Pounces from his couch
To the infinite Sahara
Stalking through tallgrass
in Martha Stewart hues
He eyes his prey, helpless
In an open field of tan berber
Though of his same pride
-A sister cub no less
He stalks her patiently,
Still unseen...
POUNCE!!!
A snarl, a hiss so viscous
If not from such cuddly prey
Still, he made his point:
Logan the Hunter,
King of the Guest Room
07/03/2005 Author's Note: **Being goofy to a ridiculous degree tonight. What the heck**
Posted on 07/04/2005 Copyright © 2024 Soulo Jacob Bourgeau
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Felicia Aguilar on 07/14/05 at 11:43 PM Ha! I loved this. It brought a very sharp image of my kitten to mind. This is going under my favorites :) |
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 10/07/05 at 06:31 PM oh, man, I love this "open field of tan berber"...very cool...makes me want to book a cruise to the Carpet Kingdom... |
Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 12/27/05 at 06:31 AM oh (((yeouch!))) I am right there! perfection! —Jill |
Posted by Delilah Coyne on 03/14/06 at 05:51 PM The perfect tribute to a house cat! |
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/06/07 at 04:07 PM "Stalking through tallgrass in Martha Stewart hues" - hilarious lines! Thanks for the laugh!
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