Cat’s Prayer (Week 5)

Steeped in silence

At six in the morning

Across bright lights

From a nearby field,

Seagulls land on the ground

Before leaping into the air

In a circular pattern

Leaving nothing but

Feathers on the mist

And the tapping of my paw

On the window.

(Week 5's prompt was Choose an animal. Observe it as closely as possible in the wild or a zoo or aviary. Then become it. See it and live it. Look at it, touch it, smell it, listen to it, turn yourself to it. This poem is about our younger cat and a eventful Saturday morning crying at the window to the local birds)