A shadow slips through Autumn’s chill
Its eyes aglow, the night stands still
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A black cat walks with silent grace
A warning etched upon his face
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Not evil, no, but fate it knows
Where secrets live and cold wind blows
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It marks the hour when spirits wake
Where dreams come true, or twist, or break
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So, if it crosses where you tread
Don’t flee in fear or hang your head
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It comes to warn, not curse or bite
A messenger as dark as night
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This is my entry for Archibald Thornes Unofficial Challenge which you can read about here:
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Sara Wilson
I love Ugly Things.
I try and be active AND interactive.
I write... whatever I feel.
Sometimes it's happy.. sometimes it isn't. But it's real. And it's me.
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Comments (9)
Ooo. Mysterious! I love black cats but can't help but to think of superstitions whenever I see one, lol. Nicely done!
Ooh, I like this - this is the stuff I like about halloween - iconography and suggestiveness and a little bit of playfulness.
Phenomenally-written Sara! This was a slam dunk! 💪🏾🎉
I really love the rhythm of the poem, it gives extra creep to every line 👻 I read it in my head like some curse or something haha
🐾 I am Inlove with the paw prints throughout - love that all the lines at the end, rhymes. 🐾 The eyes aglow paints such a vivid picture of how the eyes look against the night - a warning. Oh my. What are we being warned about? 😳 🐾 It knows about fate. That is shocking. Dreams twisting and breaking. Loved that line. It's so unsettling yet it brings the spirit of the night and cat to life. - after those closing lines. Maybe I won't fear the black cat afterall. Maybe I will stop and hear what it has to say or what it has to warn me about. Awesome work as always Sara. I love love, love the rhythm 👏🏾🤗❤️🖤
Well-wrought!
Even if anyone warned me, I would still try to befriend thw cat hehehehe. Loved your poem!
Black cats as messengers <3 yesss they are mystical creatures!
Solid entry! The rhyme scheme and rhythm worked very well here, almost like a chant or incantation. gave your words about the cat an otherworldly, almost magical feel :)