The Autumn Cat

By Marcus B. Christian

The bare tree branches

   Are fishbones that

Were left in the wake

   Of the Autumn Cat.

She nibbled the green leaves,

   One by one,

And left bare branches

   To greet the sun.

The hound-dog, Winter,

   Will gnaw each bone,

Then sit on his haunches

   And moan and moan.

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