image: purple-eyed Cat by taylehbeastt on DeviantArt
The black cat insists upon crossing and recrossing my path. She sits, lavender eyes unblinking, waiting for the last dash moment to spring.
I scurry into the café, cupping coco for warmth. She waits outside like a dog upon a leash.
Full clear moon rising; her blackness streaking silver. Mocking my movements, her shadow leaps, flickers.
Who is she then? A witch’s familiar sent to cast a spell? Or my raven: a yowl; a purr; a hiss and nevermore. (79 words)
sammi scribbles weekend writing prompt #238: familiar; 79 words
December 5, 2021 at 8:40 pm
Well done. Love the eyes. :-)
December 5, 2021 at 10:23 pm
Thanks. I once met a black cat with lavender eyes. She seemed to know what I was thinking . . .
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December 6, 2021 at 6:17 am
December 5, 2021 at 7:01 pm
Lovely poem 💜