A Predatory Tail

I see him there
Hiding
Peering through
Damp blades of grass
Weighing the odds
Wet track
Thick grass
Slick surface
The bauble hangs
Tauntingly
Glistening
In a shimmering wind
Claws clench
Shoulders tense
A final flip
Of an impatient
Predatory tail…
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Wolf Avatar
August 15, 2024 at 6:59 PM
And --- oops, he slips again. Don't predators hate it when that happens?! Smiles, Gershon
Lane Avatar
August 15, 2024 at 7:44 AM
I may be off base, but through your lines I envisioned a squirrel wanting that bauble and was willing to make a run for it. With a shake of it's furry tail... off he shot. A nice tale of a squirrel's tail.
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