Sunday, April 6, 2014

Coyotes


Bryan Harry, 1964 (Additional photo credit info below)

Coyotes

The nights are the worst
(although, she’s getting used to them).
In darkness, her mind reinterprets
what her eyes have seen; magnifies missteps,
manufactures mistakes, threshes anxiety --
culling the seeds of inadequacy
from every success. 
Doubts redouble,
angst increases exponentially and
pleasant dreams become a chimera --
ducking her every snare.
This time, though, she’s certain
she’s outfoxed Morpheus.
She’s counting sheep. 
Slowly, she feels
her thrumming pulse decelerate,
her every breath becoming softer, lighter,
smoother with each leaping lamb, until
just before she drifts off
into sweet, peaceful sleep,
she hears the coyote’s call

 PSC/2014-Apr


Written for 2014 April PAD Challenge: Day 6 – A NIGHT poem:


Photo Credits:   
Coyote Howling, Yellowstone National Park / Bryan Harry, National Park Service, 1964 
This image or media file contains material based on a work of a National Park Service employee, created as part of that person's official duties. As a work of the U.S. federal government, such work is in the public domain. See the NPS website and NPS copyright policy for more information.

 

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