Huntress

 

Grey sky,

flowers, not yet sun-woken,

sleep, but birds fill the tree

with colour.

Cat sits,

her gaze fixed,

not on bright, darting feathers,

but on the deer

high-stepping along the stream,

dreaming of the taste

of fur and hot blood.

Published by

Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

9 thoughts on “Huntress”

  1. Would you believe I have never known what Bjork looks like? I know her voice, obviously and always thought it was a bit strange. Now I’ve seen this video, she will sound like a weird sea creature for ever and ever 🙂

    1. Trixie reacts to food, not much else. The little cat, the girls maintain, loves flute music. It wouldn’t surprise me. I had a cat when I was a child that used to go crazy over any high pitched noise.

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