August 8, 2012 at 1:52 PM

Traces of Wildlife

"...look yonder our mountains tall and blue in hazy morning"

By Mary MacIntyre

Poetically Hungry

Mary MacIntyre writes incessantly, is an avid photographer, and a classic health food nut.

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the skull of the stoned skunk

gazes upon ghostly blue sky

the offending stone

cast by a stranger

another senseless

sacrifice.

Warning! Do not step

upon the multiple expanding ant hills

bustling with fierce activity.

All else appears serene

in early morning

travels.

 

no sign of the coyotes who pass

frequently each night.

Owls and hawks keep hidden (where?)

in daylight

around here.

 

2 cottontails

play

nearby newly paved road.

they scatter

into bush

before crashing into

chain link fence

with razor wire

crowning its perimeter.

 

industrial development

replaced old churches and

radio studios.

Even the film studios have disappeared.

here, not far from the highway,

are the underpinnings of the city

and state.

New shiny structures

housing

the details

governing

manufacturing

the facade

of an ancient village

different.

 

look yonder

our mountains

tall and blue

in hazy morning

July sky.

Wild sunflowers have begun to bloom.

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