Once upon a wounded blackbird's wings
What breeze has wandered upon this
fateful thing?
And of which shadow is cast upon?
A calm feline has cast it's suspecting eye
Upon a flurry of birds, appetite whet
Clamoring eyes mix with primal instinct
Interest persists further as the cat
stealths closer to the hopping bird
Open green groves house their sociality
To adjust for the unsuspecting gale-
Dark clouds usher in the maelstrom
Oh, this wounded bird of prey!
Hopping from grass to stone
Worm in beak a-gape
Excited feline has cast it's toying eye
The mental primal urges stregthen
Never suspecting poor odd One
Becoming The Gift
Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 8:55 AM UTC
Once upon a wounded blackbird's wings
What breeze has wandered upon this
fateful thing?
And of which shadow is cast upon?
A calm feline has cast it's suspecting eye
Upon a flurry of birds, appetite whet
Clamoring eyes mix with primal instinct
Interest persists further as the cat
stealths closer to the hopping bird
Open green groves house their sociality
To adjust for the unsuspecting gale-
Dark clouds usher in the maelstrom
Oh, this wounded bird of prey!
Hopping from grass to stone
Worm in beak a-gape
Excited feline has cast it's toying eye
The mental primal urges stregthen
Never suspecting poor odd One
Becoming The Gift
blackcatpoetry 2026
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