In the Tall Grass
Stretched long in the tall grass
Embraced by yellow dandelions
And wild purple violets flown from
Grandmother’s heavenly garden ˗
His Cat nose sores high
To sense the lilac scented breeze
While his green Cat eyes
Survey his tame domain.
The creak of a near-by opening door
Distracts his Cat ears ˗
Searching for the gay women
And the two young girls
Playing in mid-day alone
On unsteady roller blades
Along the lazy street.
Echoing through the cacophony
Of whirls and shouts and giggles
The man in the balcony spews
Guttural cough from his throat
To which his primitive Cat response reacts
With a tiger’s roar –
Until another day, maybe to chase a squirrel.