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.
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