Eight-line Poems

Cat

Cat

Eyes fixed upon the spot, she crouches low,
back legs wound tight and gathered,
twitches and adjustments made,
she calculates,
then unwinds, an arrow from a bow,
springs upward and out,
lands with perfect precision,
exactly where desired.


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 12.21.22
Prompt: Not having seen either movie from which the prompt quotes were taken, I thought I’d test the rule that states departure from the strict adherence to suggested subjects is allowed.