Graceful leap in streaming sunshine, the cat waits
still, but for his twitching tail, watching the elusive prey.
Another cat, sleeps in the waning sunlight.
Brothers of other mothers, they’re playmates,
sometimes foes, they chase, and wrestle, stay
or slumber, following the arcane rules that cats keep–
rules unknown to humans. But now as sun fades and night
falls softly, they sprint, then patter; they groom themselves, then sleep.
NaPoWriMo, Day 15; I’m using today’s prompt to write about pairs or couple with yesterday’s form, a san san, an eight-line poem that repeats three terms or images three times. The rhyme scheme is abc abd cd.