Category Archives: Poetry

Fickle Cat

With a swing of his tail, I rush to his side.
My face is all splotchy from the tears I’ve cried.

Another day has come, another fight has passed.
I pray that this reconcile is not our last.

I lick my wounds like a cat licks its paws,
trying to hide the marks that he made with his claws.

I drop my head and hide my own shame,
I beg for forgiveness, although I’m not to blame.

I try to follow his moods and ignore when he’s cruel,
for that’s how it is under the fickle cat’s rule.

Wave of Regret

Ekphrastic

The sea rises

as the heavens watch

a wave of bitterness and regret.

Ships once filled with hearty sailors

are now abandoned to the sea.

A shadow falls

upon the once grand mountain,

as the sea begins to creep ever closer.

The skies are dark

from the seas mighty stature.

If the wave were a man,

He would be beyond measure.

He would command a whole room’s attention.

But alas, the sea is not a man.

He does not overwhelm with charisma,

He only rules with fear,

with a wave of destruction.