We look past places
With traits unlike our designs
Let’s make do, and thrive
Nest in an elevated pipe
NaPoWriMo Day 7
Making Do
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My Heart Lurches
My heart lurches each time Luna stumbles
Often now, over paths she’s taken a million times
She prances in the cool breeze
I let her chase me for a few steps
Happy to be caught, paying my ransom
In scratches behind her ears
Her breathing is labored after the frolicking
Mine is shallow in empathy
We converge in the moment of
Unconditional love
Luna
NaPoWriMo Day 4
Lost Bat
Hubby found this bat while mowing the yard late in the afternoon earlier this week. It was on the west side of the house, where the sunlight was just about to reach with the sun going down. It didn’t stay there very long, as next it found shelter under a board on our front porch.
When we looked for it the next morning before sunrise, it was gone. I was glad of that, because I was hoping it was just lost for the one day.
I don’t know what kind of bat it is, but the Mexican Free-Tailed Bats live in the largest urban bat colony under the Ann W. Richards Congress Avenue Bridge, about 18 miles away.
Out of the ordinary
Coyote Echoes
One yip begets a howling
The coyote pack announces itself and its strength
Each member joining in the chorus
Two other packs add their voices to the songs
A triangulation of wild canine echoes
Surrounding me without regard to my reason
For a predawn excursion
I estimate the distance of the packs from me
Calculating the risk of staying
In their territory, in their time
The coyotes and I share a secret:
The moon is always full
The moon is always full
NaPoWriMo Day 3
Shift Change
Bushes and trees rustle with songs and flutters of waking birds.
Screeches and trills of the night fade in the last moments of darkness.
Nocturnals and diurnals alight in treetop way stations
Crossing paths as they make their way to roost
Or complete their morning ablutions before beginning their search for food.
As the east announces itself, I revel in the beauty of another day’s potential.
Another beautiful sunrise
NaPoWriMo Day 2
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