Oct 2008 - Morrison's Academy
Oct 2008 - Morrison's Academy
Oct 2008 - Morrison's Academy
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Page 30 The Morrisonian | 07/08 Secondary<br />
English<br />
S1<br />
The Sea is a Wild Cat<br />
The sea is a wild cat,<br />
Beautiful and proud,<br />
Her white claws scraping up the sand<br />
And her sleek colourful body<br />
Twisting, turning<br />
In a current of its own.<br />
Green eyes sparkle,<br />
White teeth glisten.<br />
A small fishing boat,<br />
Sailing in the raging wind.<br />
Cunning is the wild cat,<br />
Waiting, body tense,<br />
Dark night, silent,<br />
Muscles ripple, then, Wham!<br />
A paw tosses the boat high,<br />
Sailors scream, mice shriek.<br />
White claws scratch black rock,<br />
The cat rolls about the shore,<br />
And then playfully returns,<br />
Toying and mocking the tiny boat,<br />
Paw to paw, paw to paw,<br />
A flick of a powerful tail,<br />
Then for the final kill,<br />
She pounces high, a beautiful arch,<br />
Down, down she falls,<br />
But the mouse is slick,<br />
Heading towards the harbour,<br />
Its safe mouse hole,<br />
Too narrow for the cat’s paw,<br />
She chases it, fury making her<br />
movements sharp.<br />
The storm is still raging with open<br />
hatred,<br />
But the boat has almost reached its<br />
haven.<br />
Then, a paw lashes,<br />
Boat crashes,<br />
Crew dead,<br />
The hunt is now over,<br />
The wild cat calm.<br />
She cleans her paws and raises her<br />
proud head,<br />
Her whiskers welcome in the dawn,<br />
“Look at me,” she whispers to the<br />
wind,<br />
“Look at me!”<br />
In the days to come,<br />
Wives and children will mourn,<br />
The destruction and deaths of last<br />
night,<br />
But the wild cat seems almost tame,<br />
And under the wispy clouds and<br />
faded moon<br />
She curls herself into a tight oval<br />
And sleeps the day through.<br />
Charlotte Pritchard S1