When I’m moved to pen a verse, I first run through metaphors and see which one grabs the me of the moment….. Suddenly I am approached by a squirming nondescript thing that I cannot process because it is so alien and so set on frightening me. It succeeds.
Coal black nonentity
minnows dimple moon’s reflection
loon’s bassoon plays itself
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What preceded the above: Today, walking down my path I caught sight of a strange animal out of the corner of my eye, just as it was scurrying to safety under under a clump of pampas grass. It was perhaps 3 inches long, coal black, furry, and appeared to be running on four legs. Is anyone familiar with this being, or were my eyes playing tricks on me?
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Rat? Baby raccoon?
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It seemed to be more like a fuzzy caterpillar on 4 legs. Maybe I’ll get to see it again (or imagine it). thanks!
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Try to take a photo next time. I can’t imagine what it was!
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My guess is he’s camera shy.
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Didn’t think of that! I sure love a mystery though. Keep us up to date if you spot it again.
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Will do!
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