persian cat

persian cat
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The grey and one-eyed  
persian cat  
hissed at me  
and at my hat  
It had tried to kill a sable once  
which cost an eye  
and lifelong rest  
A sable's an expensive beast  
The one that made my winter cap  
incensed the cat  
which smouldered yet  
as I passed by  
into the snowbound  
churchyard  
Stones were placed there  
in long and ragged rows  
Not like the ones in circles  
that seem like spirits  
of the earth  
speaking of ancient Scottish shores  
and Cambrian hills  
The rows were mirthless  
moss-grown signs of those  
who never quite lived free  
speaking of nothing  
ever  

nothing said to me  
whom once the buried  
tried to kill  

and whom they could not now  
deny  




Lancelot Price  2011 July 03