Cries behind the locked door
As if the universe is ending
How will we survive
Will there be food for baby's supper?
Scratching your door for dear life
Starvation beckons: It is do or die
Life bleeding out in the silence
Are you dying too? I will rescue you
Claw-marks in the wood grain
Kittycat o fat fluffy kittycat
Didn't you just eat a tuna dinner
Before we called it a night?
The door creaks open in surrender
Poet United's writing challenge: Verse First ~ Edit to Elevate
This is a new poem that I tried out specifically for the writing challenge on Poet's United today, i.e. edit to elevate the mundane into something artistic, thus I wrote about my bedroom door. :)