He watched me
oh so closely
as I stalked him,
took shot after shot
the staccato of the shutter
caused him to tense
to arch wings
to posture and preen
puff himself
prepare to strike
If I got
any closer
July 20, 2006 20:45
(Raymond A. Foss)
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