MY POEM

In the dark of night

I come out

I prey on fear.

While people scout

And tune their ears

So they might hear

My battle cry

Meow

My inspiration came out of how my sister went into a recent addiction to cats.  I do not think it is a certain kind of poem.  There is a little bit of rhyme in here.  I love how this poem turned out so much that I am reading it for the poetry breakfast.  I am proud of it because… I don know why- I just like it.