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[ohnoaninfp]

Angreifen Von Die Katze! (Attack of the Cat)



In a sunlit room I sat, attempting to play my piano quietly, as not to wake the docile beast that lay at my side. Struggling with the notes, I suddenly noticed it. Its raisin-like body zipped around on silvery blue wings that glittered in the sun’s soft white light.
A lazy eye opened revealing tired curiosity. Zooming closer to the opened portal of the wild creature’s soul did the tiny daredevil fly. Playing with fate, did it taunt the dozing demon.

A black furry head shot up! With eyes opened wide with feverish excitement, she began her low grumbling hunting song, from the depths of her hairy throat.

Claws flashed, but yet to no avail. The little deviant remained free. A small puff of disappointment came from her petite charcoal nostrils.

Suddenly a loud smack was heard! Sharp nails, scratching and tearing, slid down the pale blue wall. A mouth opened and the poor insect was picked up by sharp white enamel spikes, tainted yellow from years of use.

Crunch! The adventurous fly was no more. Ravenous teeth ripped into the victim’s flesh and shredded the fragile wings. A small satisfied gulp from the animal and all was thrown into the deep dark abyss.

Fate had gotten the better of the fly, who was unmourned and forgotten as soon as he was devoured by hungry jaws.

Her song sounded again as she looked at me with kittenish joy. Yawning and stretching she did as she licked her fuzzy black chops. Content the creature curled up, once again to enter into the dimension of sleep.

I stop playing. I reached my hand down and pet her velvety black ears. Tired I lay down next to her, and went to join her in the realm of dreams, where she will boast to me about her victory over the annoying fiend.
8O ;P

[ohnoaninfp]

Unnoticed
I sit practically in the same place each day, unnoticed by the busy passing world. Some People look down and see me, but soon forget as they walk the jagged pile where I dwell. I am different from the others, who are serrated and red, while I am brown and smooth like a bar of soap.
A loner I am, for I do not belong with the other stones. They sit huddled together, tight as a loving family, while I am off to the side, unwanted and ignored. I knew I could never belong. They were all the same and liked it that way.
As I lay there contemplating the meaning of my existence, I noticed them. Two students came out of the red brick building, by the place where I rest. The girl, whose wild crimson hair flowed in the breeze, was talking to a guy, who seemed to be consumed by shyness. Dressed in black, which highly contrasted her pale Irish skin, the woman sat down on the hard uneven ground, motioning for her friend to sit. He reluctantly sat down next to her bashfully smiling. I sat and watched, wondering if anyone would care for me as she did for him.
Then she saw me. With child-like inquisitiveness, she slowly picked me up, examining me as though I was a priceless jewel. The man let out a contented laugh as he watched her. Her left hand reached into one of the pockets of her leather jacket that shone brightly. Her hand revealed a black permanent marker, which she uncapped.
Eyes filled with intent questioning, the gentleman looked over and saw her mark some words on my surface. He joined her in what seemed to be an introverted ritual, and picked up one of the serrated ones, and inscribed an expression of his mind on its rusty exterior. A few more of us were marked. The two got up. Stretching their bodies, they lifted their book bags and began their journey to what ever destination they were heading.
A few silent moments passed and a man in a business suit walked by. He stopped and became aware of my existence.
“Art majors” he softly chuckled as he read the words written by the ruby haired woman. He left smiling and shaking his head. I sat there with the phrase “I am significant, notice me!”, which seemed like a tired expression of her frustration, printed on my front, amazed that someone actually did.
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[flan2dave]

Good poems. I found the second one most interesting, had to go back over it again to figure out from what point of view it's being told from. Brief moment of appreciation that stone got.