A Black Blindness

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

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