Forest Commuter Poetry
Not Fast Enough
Two small quick birds flared in my headlights
(finches, I think).
I hoped for them
and felt no impact.
Drove on to town
and parked to get my coffee.
I forgot to to check the grille.
I Brake for Deer
(Fast Enough)
I’m not sure where my phone landed
when that deer decided to bolt.
I braked hard enough to send
everything riding in the passenger seat flying
into the footwell.
Two backpacks – work and writing –
slammed into my jampacked (unzipped) purse.
Maybe I carry too much.
The deer cleared the bumper
(only just)
and entered the forest,
ears back and unemcumbered.
5/15/2012
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