Here the field
patched green and brown
rushes down
like sheets in the sun
spiky grasses whispering to
a frozen hare,
ears sensing undercurrents
run run run
danger in fields
of scratchy, murmuring

prey scanning for background
noise, peripheral
warning scents
musk in the breeze
heart racing flight
to the bolt hole
smelling of safety,
subterranean funk
and the after-rain
of life

1SageFemme All Rights Reserved 2018

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