What the Cat Saw (Day 26, 2017)

Just a few more days to go for National Poetry Writing Month.

What the Cat Saw

The cat balances 
on the back of the couch
with her face pressed
against the window
watching

the little boy play
soccer in the neighbor’s
yard with his friends
his legs pumping hard chasing
the black and white ball as it
rolls

into the street
bouncing up a few inches
on the lip of the sidewalk
and skipping onto the
weathered asphalt 
where it takes a turn 
down the slight slope
to the right
straight

for the silver SUV
going a little too fast
because the driver
is late for dinner
hungry enough to distract
him from the road ahead
where

small feet slap the
pavement in blissful
ignorance of the 
force approaching
now that the ball is just
out of reach and the
boy dives for it
as it passes under the
black plastic bumper
causing

screams to rise from
horrified throats 
startling the driver into 
braking suddenly and 
for a silent moment
the players stare at the
Star Wars tennis shoes 
poking out from the
front of SUV
not moving
until a tiny voice yells
I’ve got it!
and the boy crawls out 
holding the ball
smiling at his friends
as the driver shouts
the friends resume breathing
and the cat purrs softly
unfazed

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