Alien town
She meows, disgruntled
In wintry chills
Murky charcoal skies, she watches
On lintels she licks
Her wounds
Her ticks
Her coat of snow
Her eyes like glowing emeralds,
Like planets of verdant milieu
Challenge my curiosity
Every waking morn...

My little cat who Im yet to name, comes to my garden each day and meows till her share of food is served. She is the only one I would like to befriend and I hope the feeling is mutual.