Past

Whiskey filled hearts of fire and cheeks burned by acid tears,

Distorted truths spew forth in agony,

Lies and anger crush worlds and futures,

Broken glass and plaster, torn photos and blood on the carpet,

The knock of an officer,

Remorseful sadness and regret tangled with reality.

This should have never been.

lesson for a cat

Lesson for a cat

A damp drizzle hangs all around,

Winds swirl, leaves scurry across my yard.

Drops fall from my eve patting the ground as they hit,

The bare trees sway in the distance,

Against sorrowful grey skies.

My cat meows.

“It’s cold and wet out there, stay here, my lap is warm.”

She paces, trying to ignore my plea,

I submit, sliding back the door.

Hesitantly, she shakes her paw and steps into the mist,

A drip from above lands on her fur and she reconsiders,

Returning to the din of furnace air rushing through vents.

“I told you.”

We sulk together on the sofa.

Copyright Nathan McLeod 2015

hydro shot

close up eye reflecting the world away,
wet hands gripping slippery skins,
wide panicked gazes.
mid air with flightless wings,
splashed droplets captured, gravity's grip apparent.
fuzzy green and blue backdrops held still in the moment, whisper a siren's song
"come back to me"
an arch and a twist of a hydrodynamic silhouette, prepared for reentry.
"sploosh" the reply.

Copyright:NathanMcLeod 2015