Ollieman

Ode to Ms. Stella

Sun on my fur

scents on the air

Birds chirp, wheel and zip!

Leaves crackle and blow

I am instinct and action

 blood and bone

no quarter given

the thrill of chase

capture and consume

I am lithe, elegant and graceful

 Quirky, goofy and ridiculous

the crook of my tail

the tilt of my head

the swiveling of my ears

immutable

irreverent

inscrutable

My coat is invisible

my eyes disappear 

Tiger!

Lion!

Cheetah!

I am all 

and I am none

but I was briefly

Ms. Stella O'Houligan