Pencil Stubs Online
Reader Recommends


Cat Behind Glass

By John I. Blair

My shaggy cat
On the countertop
Stares out the window
At a squirrel on the sill
Eating sunflower seeds
From the feeder there.

The squirrel’s
Well aware
A cat is sitting
Two feet away
Inside the house
But doesn’t care.

Squirrels in my yard
Know two kinds of cats –
Those who lurk
Behind flower pots
Poised to pounce
And dine on prey
Whenever skill
And luck prevail,

The other kind
Behind glass,
No more to fear
Than is the pale man
With shaggy hair
Behind the glass
Who also sits and stares.

©2020 John I. Blair, 6/27/2020

Click on author's byline for bio and list of other works published by Pencil Stubs Online.


Refer a friend to this Poem

Your Name -
Your Email -
Friend's Name - 
Friends Email - 


Horizontal Navigator



To report problems with this page, email Webmaster

Copyright © 2002 AMEA Publications