Mietzke's POST Holden Adventure

I followed Dave’s footprints from the Hydro to our house. I picked up the trail where it meets the road and heads up the hill on the backside of the village. I could tell he hadn’t come this way for a couple of days because his footprints were edged with fresh white powder. A few feet into the trail I noticed some tracks coming up and joining it and as I walked I began to see where the Coyote’s feet had joined with Dave. In each of Dave’s footprints there was a paw print deliberately and cautiously placed. They followed his path all the way up the hill then branched off as they came to the edge of the house, then climbed further up the hill and out of sight. I can’t help but smile at the notion of our late night visitor moving on the same path. I can’t help but feel a connection to this quiet creature that I haven’t seen.

Stillness Broken

The wild hare runs
Shadow to shadow
In the blue light
The hare pauses between trees
Waits and watches
In the stillness and cold
You can just see her there
Silhouetted
On the edge of time
Waiting for something to happen
The stillness is broken
As the coyote
Moves at a quickened pace
The hare darts and turns and in the nick of time
Clambers down a hole to safety
The Coyote pads away
And the cold blue stillness is left behind
As if nothing ever happened
Only the prints are there to tell the tale
Of the wild hare
And the narrow escape