Tagged: hunt

some days, the cat gets

there is a system

there is a system
to stripping away zinnia
petals – this morning’s

goldfinch in mama’s flowerbeds,
waiting to be rewarded
.
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y

maybe we are in

maybe we are in
competition and we don’t
know it, just missing

each other in the bamboo
grove, from winter into spring
.
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y

the hunter and the

the hunter and the
hunted
rarely want to have
anything to do

with one another – only
around tight corners, perhaps
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: corners

apartment-hunting

apartment-hunting
in the village,
we learned
early on to say yes
to roommates,
even two
or three, to
become truly
flexible with the
definition of
space
and walls
and noise,
but never with
the rent
.
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y

my body protests

my body protests
but my brain knows there’s more to
life than sleep – knowledge

is a reckless thing, sparing
so few while on the hunt
.
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y

with a box of Spring

the pitch weighed

the pitch weighed
heavily on the
hunt, but
perhaps we
miscalculated
the climax –
i do not intend
to end up
in a graveyard
.
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