Seen/Unseen
Green canopy hides dark sky,
leaves campers unaware approaching storm
Soggy leaves underfoot hide brown toads
birdsong, so much unseen, wet woods
Deer visits each campsite, begs for food,
poses, portraits posted on-line
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The deer know how to work it, don’t they? Your title is so true – so much hidden that we never see. Nice snapshot!
Very sobering metaphors in this short poem. You made me feel.