Cats in the clouds

Rainless and cotton-white it had turned
A whiskered cat staring down from eye

Over a spiked antenna of the neighbor
A picture of a ghostly vision of a feline.

How can it disappear from my picture?
It is as if cloud cats jump walls to vanish

In the bushes to the other side of a tree.
An eye-hole stays but the rest of the cat

Has gone , cat-silent and rubber-footed .
A cloud-eye is what remains of its ghost.

Cats disappear from sky’s white clouds
The same way as they do in the real life.


About nisheedhi

Retired banker with poetry and photography as chief interests
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