04 March 2009

Death In The Afternoon

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first hurt of feeling leaves you
grievously bereft; tiny bodies
random scattering with missing
heads expressed unnaturally


worse to charge yourself with blame
for Nature’s ways – or foully curse
an opportunist cat* presumed its
architect, plan a grisly fate


you’re dead, you mutter darkly
in your abject state – but yet
find tenderness to bless survivors
left amongst the ravaged carcases


two survivors of this wanton spree 
© 20 October 2008, I. D. Carswell

* This poem tells of the aftermath of a 
domestic cat's deadly incursion into a 
new hatch chicken coup