Calixtine
09-07-2009, 03:17 AM
Belly down, body tensed
Out of sight 'tween flowers and fence
So very still, a living stone
Breathing steady, all alone
Glowing eyes, deceptive slits
Tiny nose knows somthing sits
Warm and tasty, a perfect catch
The moment right it will be snatched
By razored claws it will be caught
With all the tricks mother taught
A blur of speed so very quick
It seems to us some kind of trick
One moment just a passive shape
Eager for a life to take
Next a run, a silent leap
Paws lash out, fangs bite deep
Mission done, satisfaction got
She strolls back to her sun warmed spot
By Mr P. Jul '09
Out of sight 'tween flowers and fence
So very still, a living stone
Breathing steady, all alone
Glowing eyes, deceptive slits
Tiny nose knows somthing sits
Warm and tasty, a perfect catch
The moment right it will be snatched
By razored claws it will be caught
With all the tricks mother taught
A blur of speed so very quick
It seems to us some kind of trick
One moment just a passive shape
Eager for a life to take
Next a run, a silent leap
Paws lash out, fangs bite deep
Mission done, satisfaction got
She strolls back to her sun warmed spot
By Mr P. Jul '09