Friday 25 January 2013

Loki

Creative writing has moved onto poetry...this I like but whether it likes me time will only tell. I sometime fear my poetry is infantile...rather like myself.
  LOKI Loki (8 syllable x 3)
 Menacing, michievous kitten
 Tail a twitching, ready to pounce
Am I, once more, to be bitten?

 Each step is an invitation
Each digit on my feet a threat
You purr with anticipation.

Brave yet cautious I take the plunge
towards the exit to the stairs
but eyes a-glistening you lunge!

Like a limpet clinging, biting
Cannot shake you like a disease.
Why is my pain so inviting?