Sky Blue and Orange

Excerpt.

Black Cat

Black Cat

Of this lake

So silent

Like the floating hyacinths

Staring, envying the birds who dive for snack

A cat, whose fur is lonesome black

Sits upon the bamboo floor

Sits upon the door

Where miles and miles of thoughts lay

Slothful above the waters

Dancing the warm winds slow.

At the center in the heart of this lake

Where the fishes go stout of peaceful tide and prey

The cat dreams

Of dreams of sun-borne beams

Beaming from the holes on the walls

Bringing to light

The invisible dusts

Of dreams of kingdoms found beneath

The stillness of Velcro-weeds intertwining

With blooms

So rich as

The finest drapery

Of the Siamese fighting fish

Swimming in his dreams

In the water-colored depths

where air does not breathe.

The cat sleeps at the center of this lake

Detached from a world

Where dreams don’t breathe.