Furtive

Contours

(See this image in its final version “Second Hand” in 40×41: Midlife Crisis Postponed)

Some sneak up, stealthy, furtive,
Stalk a poem through wilderness,
Nose to wind or cheek to track,
Eyes squinty slitted, jaw clenched,
Fingers poised, ready to pounce.

(Source: “Poetic Divagation”, 40×41: Midlife Crisis Postponed)

Opening volley in a two-part poem about writing poetry. Or hunting it. Or romancing it…

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