Coyote

i stood, legs

astride

on the country lane

- having just lowered

my camera

after settling

its lens upon the

tree-umbrella-ed

road

and -

as i returned to

my car

you emerged from the woods.

shoulders lowered,

trying to appear invisible

on the open lane

skulking, and pausing

for only an instant

to glance

disparagingly in my

direction

before scuttling away into

the undergrowth on

opposite

side

your sighting kept

me honest

for the rest of the

dewy morning.

Copyright © Catherine Young, 2010.