She

Her coat is darker than the night sky,
Sleekly fitting against her supple skin,
Her agile muscles shimmer in the moonlight,
As

Defenseless

He was just a playful kitten
As happy as could be
He was black and shunned
By his mama and the other three

I saw

The best black cat story happened to me
in the year of nineteen eighty-three.
On Halloween morning, just after eight,
I found

Black cats

A Black cat

Crossed my path today

Inside a derelict house

It went to hide

Oh No!

It's bad Luck

Something bad

Black cat don't torture me
giving that look!
Stop pushing your head
so hard on my book.

Why can't you just relax
stop purring