Thursday, October 11, 2012

A Poem by Diane Webster


Inside the gallery
sculptured white marble
smooth and cool
like contoured snow
molded by wind and thaw
into sparkling Braille
enjoyment of an artist’s trail.

Outside the gallery
the black cat
poses a moment
over chipmunk catch
before it rips fur
between clawed paw
and chiseled ivory teeth
and begins to gnaw
in perfect enjoyment.

Diane Webster lives and works in Colorado where she enjoys drives in the mountains and looking for wildlife to photograph. Also she tries to remain open to poetry ideas in everyday life and wants to write about what she sees. Her work has appeared in "River Poets Journal," "Old Red Kimono," "The Rainbow Rose" and other literary magazines.

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