Guilty Feeling

at dusk a black cat
by chance
happens to meet me
along my path

it stares at me
for a long time
and then runs away
into the dark

dissolving like a black blot
on a dark spot
lost in the ocean of
space

and then up in the sky
a lone star twinkles

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!