Friday, June 1, 2018

Blanco--By Rick Davis--United States


I look out the thick glass kitchen window
Admiring misty lavender eyes of late morning
And find Blanco, a neighborhood
Feral cat scratching at the sturdy security door.

I utter a short prayer
That feels like the high-tide of river
And I play with him, but explain with my eyes
That our wrinkled yard is off-limits
As he is not to attack our dog again.

I usher him from the yard
Petting him frequently
As Spring leaves already drip green.
He watches me and speaks his mind
Like a river of shadows.

I pet him through the silvery fence
Until a glistening blue hybrid car
Frightens him as he scampers
Into a bell of sunlight.

Rick Davis graduated from Northeastern Illinois University, and several graduate schools.  He is married, is from Chicago, and worked in market research and urban ministry.


  1. Replies
    1. Thanks so very much. Have a peaceful weekend.

  2. Dear Rick,

    Thank you for your poem. As a cat lover I can relate to the behavior of Blanco, well written piece.

    Best wishes,

  3. Rick,
    I love the imagery in this. Good job!
    Yours truly,
    David Fox

  4. Hi Rick. Nice poem. I enjoyed reading it. Thank you or sharing and continued blessings!

    I see in your profile that you worked in urban ministry. If you don't mind and have some time, I'd like to talk to you about your experience in that, and to maybe get some feedback that can help me in my ministry context, which is primarily in urban areas as well. My personal email address is:

    Thanks again. I hope to talk to you soon.


    1. I worked as a pastoral counselor to those with addictions, or in a pain clinic, as well as for the visually impaired. I was unpaid for this work.

  5. loved your poem! Thanks for being kind to a feral cat.

  6. Very descriptive writing Rick
    Knight writer

  7. A wonderful and sweet poem. I am glad you love Pets who are part of our families.