The Pouncing Cat

She raises her head,

She's ready to pounce.

With a jump so silent and sleek,

She's up on my lap.

With her eyes so slim like paper,

She scans the ground with a cunning plan.

Getting ready to grab her meal,

With a pounce like a fox she jumps.

Chasing her prey with such agility,

Her legs stretching like gum.

In fear her prey runs,

But you can never beat the cat.

Reviews

[Falling Leaf.]

A suspect a metaphor here, but I could be completely off. Anyway, nice imagery; cats are so very graceful and beautiful, and always a great muse. I like the similies.

Kindest regards and best of luck,
Savannah

[Virtuosa X]

Great. Very descriptive and good choice of words