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Poem: Haven

by Catherine Wald, June 28, 2011

When the thunder started
rolling in, a cat and a dog
rained into my tiny office.

Maybe they thought I
could keep electricity at
bay. Or that my
superior intelligence
would make sense of it all.

I’m not a very good God

but I did stroke Jerry
into purrs, pat Molly’s nerves
toward a ponderous sigh, a sinking
back into carpet.

For fifteen minutes we shared
safe haven.
Then the storm withdrew
the sky re-blued
and we went our separate
ways.

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