CHANGES IN NATURE
I watched her grow for three seasons,
munching away mostly in safe areas–
Occasionally I had to run her out.
When winter set in I saw her hunkering down.
If I gave her space, there she’d sit stoically–
Braving cold, in her heavy-lined coat, and fine-twitching nose.
But move a step to close, off she’d scamper,
away from our familiar universe
as if distressed by the sudden change.
I haven’t seen her for sometime now–
Although the weathers changing–trying to warm–plants emerging,
nature’s balance seems slightly off kilter.
I wonder if she’s out there–
Does she notice this unnatural swing in nature?
Will she adapt to it and continue, or will she flounder?
I wonder about our hectic pace of life…
Are our kinetic engagements having an ill affect on the animals around us?
Can they sense this unnatural urgency we have filled our lives with?
© 2018 Michelle Kogan
Poem prompt from Cynthia Grady via Renée LaTulippe’s blog No Water River.