Poet Jeffery Beam
Poems

The Cat

Her eyes glister above measure
can hardly be endured
casting forth beams
                                        in the shadows and
                        darkness.
With the full moon they shine.
More fully at full.
More dimly in the wane.

Flattering by rubbing
                                                against one.

Whirling with its voice.

Having as many tunes
                                                as turns.

Seeking fire
                        birds
                                mice
                                        serpents.
To lie soft.
To leap
                toss
                        roll.
To come near and
                                stay
home.