I awoke to a black blindness
In my bed
Fevered and sweaty I was
Filled with
Growing dread
Yet what I found
Was my cat sleeping
Upon my head
Gene G. McLaughlin 2016
I awoke to a black blindness
In my bed
Fevered and sweaty I was
Filled with
Growing dread
Yet what I found
Was my cat sleeping
Upon my head
Gene G. McLaughlin 2016
Spring bird in winter
Chirping hopeful song
Sun shining brightly
Chill not yet gone
Cat is thinking darkly
Song goes on too long
Gene G. McLaughlin 2015