BRAMBLE TUNNEL

 

This is a recent poem. It is based on a real event. I thought I had lost my kitten.

IN SEARCH OF A MISSING CAT

Electric light in a bramble tunnel

that links parts of my geography

in a way I had no idea of until now

All the while I call your name

that little whistle that denotes your dinner

Thankfully the rain has stopped

Strangers offer suggestions

shake their heads

wish me luck

The emphasising beam of the torch

seems to increase the distance

space becomes infinite

I decide to return home

check the house on the off chance

only to discover a sleeping kitten

amid the chaos he has made

of pulled-up carpet and underlay

behind the shut bedroom door 

I like it. I think, thanks to the Secret Poets, it is complete. If you can manage to find a writing group whose opinions you trust then you are half way to being a writer. I have the Secret Poets and am very grateful. 

Here Kathryn Williams.

Until next time.