Day 389 Turn Around

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. Today, this happened.

Turn Around

Daily walk around the park;
Same route— same views;
I step up to round the pool— and
blackbird swoops into my path; I stop
thinking it’s a warning dropped;
But, ignoring such a cue,
on I walk, and as I round the backside edge
six pairs of ears perk up and stare—
me, a human, stands there
where mule deer nap
now frozen in their cozy space
do they stay or do they race?
I snap a pic as they decide
‘tween “danger” and “let it ride;”
I step back and step away
allowing them their place of rest
and I now know the blackbird’s quest
to warn the deer and turn me away
on this, my walk, today.

Sheri Edwards
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Poetry/Photography