Saturday, February 07, 2015


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The Wild Cat,
A Poem About Accepting Other's Failures.

She eats breakfast alone
And looks through the glass
Of the kitchen door
The wildcat across her yard.
His ragged denim jacket hangs
Above the boots
With the caked mud
Next to the pots
The winter's seeds
Are planted
By the shed
Waiting for a harvest of days.
The black soil is silent
And will not prophesy-
If the rain will be soft
Or the sun be capricious.
He carries the weeds
He walks the path
To the door
Heavy shouldered
Under the weight
Of past crop failures.
There is hope of flowers
In the spring.
She opens the door
And lets her wildcat in.

(c) Adron Dozat

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