Yowling Cats
~
Little people
on the green side
of a steep steep hill
~
Under the twisting
blue- white smoke
of a winter bonfire
~
The valley fills
and brims
with the swirl and curl
~
Two hundred yards
away the crack
of dead summer crisped branches
~
Snapped on the knee
to feed the fire
that feeds the smoke
~
That fills the sky
that arches over
the lazy hazy Spanish day
~
Between Navidad
and Año Nuevo
yowling cats prowl
~~~
#poem #Spain #midwinter #cats
Really like 'the twisting blue-white smoke of a winter bonfire'