Outside the tent
an irregular huffing
stumbling
a tin can clatters
Gleaming SUV turns
onto a grunting staring street
nobody looks
everyone watches
The bear is just looking
one who looks
might see
A dog scurries out of
a doorless chassis on its axels
chases a drifting sheet of newspaper
Huge black nose snuffles
the tent flap
stops
listens to my silent heart
SUV turns the corner
disappears
About riverwriter
Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else?
wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/
Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
