" Ever See a Cheetah Run? "

Explodes yards
Into a mere few seconds
With a power and grace
Only matched
By the human heart’s
Quest for love...

"The African Cheetah"

Catsped, brilliance to motion
Burning like a comet
Dust-bound
Across the ground
Catsped, quadruped
Fed and fled
By millenniums
Of floods
And blood broods
Of golden and dark-mottle stripings.

Catsped Cheetah-bright
Unfolds, explodes
From sight
To fast-fanned
Colors of whirl
Sling-shoted across
The treeless plainsongs
Of ancient lands.

In flashes of Flurry to fury
Look quickly:The blurry, scurry
Of a cat-in-a-hurry
Catsped and blurringly
Unfolds in the shard
Of seconds
With speed
That freed
The Gods from mortal space
The Grace
Of the Cheetah’s pace
Across the face
Of old-age soil
Catsped springs the coil
Of brightly comets
In the Nightly
Out of the eye
And out of the sightly
Of the right prey’s
Wrong day
Last to see: Catsped

And thunder-bolted
The frightening, lightening
Homing in,
Slow motioned in the brain
Timeless last refrain
In drizzling cold the rain.

Down falls the Zebra!
Upon the African plain.

Down falls the Gazelle!
In Story to story
And ageless to tell
Of death-breath dances
And sad beauties in hold
Last circle to pirouette
Of the meek and the bold.