the sentinel stands guard
her eyes searchlights
seeking scurrying intruders
her feline body silhouetted by the moon
Discarded plastic bag floating in the river
aimless, like a dead jellyfish.
The gusty wind tears at the ragged leaves,
The roiling clouds are building in the west,
The tousled birds huddle beneath the eaves,
In safety warm inside the winter nest.
Children playing football like their heroes,
Scoring goals in numbers more than zeros.
are these days found seeking prey
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