poetry, six sentence story


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Purcilla was spotted at a glimpse, purring, hungry

Her crystalized coat, appeared first, her eyes next

Her shelter was spotted on the porch, she was hivering silver in a large planter

Tink-tink-tink on a tuna tin, Henry got her attention

He placed the can on the porch, near the door

She cautiously approached, devoured and purred


this is my six lined poem for this week’s six sentence story, following the prompt word “shelter.”

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