Ravenous
Prowling felonious feline
slinks on slips of shadow,
creeps upon night’s mist,
stalking,
tipsy on the taste
of her slick and hungry teeth.
slinks on slips of shadow,
creeps upon night’s mist,
stalking,
tipsy on the taste
of her slick and hungry teeth.
posted by TwistedNoggin at 1:49 PM
5 Comments:
Great poem. It reminds me of a classic:
The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.
neat set of words. alliterative. good to see someone else who like grant morrisons 'transmetropolitan'
Thanks, and yes that is a GREAT bit of fiction. Definitely my favorite in the comic/graphic novel genre. I think you mean Warren Ellis, though (although Morrison is writer a like, too).
Just been reading some of your poems, thus far 'Hooked' and 'Textured' are my favourites. Thanks for dropping by call back soon.
Wonderful! This is such a visually intoxicating poem. To read it is like actually watching a cat walk with a mind full of desire and a set of teeth to snag the meal.
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