The Inkwell

from inkdrop – poetry, places and events

Tame

Cousin to the king of the beasts

anybody would think

that it would be madness to take it on

Collectively though – the wildness

ails away, when the beast needs feeding

the prince of the jungle becomes felis domestica

Coming out of the forest and scouting the garden

a happy little kitty – toys with a catnip mouse

the only thing (except dinner) he wants to seek out

Camping in his little den

and happy to be his owners pet

this cousin of kings – content as can be

Posted in , ,

One response to “Tame”

  1. Tame

    […]We keep passing the buck, pointing the finger, and we act like kids whining; ‘he made me do it![…]

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.