In broad daylight
The neighbor saw you come to my door,
not through the yard, but up the steps.
14 steps are hard to climb.
She said you didn’t knock.
She was on a Zoom.
You flicked your tail,
wandered off.
My dear,
deer.
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I love the way you build anticipation (and a little fear) throughout the poem and end with the realization a sweet deer had come to visit. How serendipitous!
Love this—juxtaposition of nature, humans, technology , but just like the poem—the observation, the humor