Drama at a Pond.

Timidly the doe

Makes for the pond

Down low within

Ancient BC forest

Firs and hemlock.

A cracked branch alerts!

The lynx has missed

One precious step

In stalking.

Poised behind

One large rock

Forty five feet distant.

Dead in stillness

Whiskers twitching.

Eyes intent.

But too late.

Meal disappearing.

Doe taking a tangent

Through waters.

Making distance happen.

Crows above

Make their applause

Riotous.

Chalk one up for

Mrs. Meal.