A Tigress.

Her glinting eyes a cold and steely grey

Watched him as if he were helpless prey.

Fear ran rivulets on his furrowed brow

He knew he had to escape the situation somehow.

Then Jack was nimble and Jack was quick

And Jack knew this was his last possible trick .

Like a vision it dawned, with a blinding flash

He yanked the wire in a sudden dash .

A twirl a cut a split a splice ..and it seemed ready.

Though her eyes darted, the expectant smile was steady.

His fumbling fingers tripped over the keys

Shaking and shivering like his jellied knees.

With a hesitant spurt as it spluttered to life

She slid to position like, through butter, a hot knife.

As the ferocious roar turned into a delighted purr

He seemed relieved at the lack of flying fur .

As her exuberant fingers hit the keyboard again

He tiptoed backwards and out of her den.

Out in the open, he sagaciously nodded his head

And a knowing smile on his face then spread.

He urged his bike to a sputtered kick start

And zoomed out of there with a relieved heart.

For he knew ........

Prolonged absence from the net makes people strange

Some go wild or some even dangerously derange !!

Writer's Island Prompt / 02 May 2008 : "FEROCIOUS".