The Ocelot
The following narrative describes what occurred one emerging evening in the mysterious recesses of Brazil’s vast and uncanny Pantanal … behold the Ocelot!
Night’s stygian pall covers the enigmatic jungle
Strange forlorn voices murmur from inky recesses
Netherworld conversations
Then
Silence
Portending silence
A vague shape precipitates in the underbrush
Amorphously it clings to shadows
After an eternity, the specter takes form
It climbs a limb
Then, melts into the ebon night
~ Anecdote, poem and Ocelot capture, The Ocelot © Jerry L. Ferrara