Poetry Corner: Nature Knows

by Jim Farfaglia

Nature Knows

 

The potted plants are being attacked;

their soil suffering wound holes,

their dirt strewn ‘round the porch –

someone’s using them for storage.

 

The local groundhog drags a belly

grown full from his foraging,

making once last trip through my yard –

using himself for storage.

 

The deer show themselves less,

gunshots echoing their warning,

moving them deeper into the forest –

deeper into the dark

 

as a cricket fills the night air,

offering a song he’s practiced all season,

working on his finale –

ushering in the coming silence.

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