Assertive black feline
Subtly staking out territory
As I wrote my last poem, Age-Old Tears, a very belligerent cat squawked to let me know I should move over so she could lie on the couch, between me and the armrest. I didn’t move, so she settled for the laptop. I think it only fair that she get a poem out of it, another cinquain to meet Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #6: Cinquain. This one follows the word pattern 1-2-3-4-1.