HE APPEARED
ONE DAY
OUT OF THE BLUE,
STROLLING ABOUT
WITH LONG
LEAN LEGS
AND A GRIN
IN HIS WISH
TO PURSUE:
AT FIRST,
NO PROBLEM
JUST LIKE
THE REST
WHO GIVE UP
THE TRAIL
QUITE EASILY,
NOBODY REALLY
LIKES TO WALK
FAST,
EXCEPT FOR THIS
GUY
AND YOURS
TRULY,
THEY WANDER
AND QUIVER
HOPING TO
DELIVER
THE GOLDEN
THIGHS AND
BRIGHT CLEAR
EYES,
SO OF COURSE
I IGNORED
THE SNAPS
AND CRACKS
THAT CAME
ABOARD,
SMILING AND
NODDING
DESPITE
THE PRODDING,
BUT I HAD
TO ADMIT
THAT MY SPACE
WAS ALTERED,
THAT BEAUTIFUL
PRIVATE PLACE
SOON FALTERED
I REALLY DON’T WANT
TO CHAT,
MY SACRED WALK
TIME
IS SUBLINE
AND DIVINE,
WHERE I CREATE
THE SCENES
OF THE BOOKS
FROM MY DREAMS,
WHERE I CHERISH
THE SLANT
THAT SILENTLY
PLANTS
ITSELF IN MY BRAIN,

AND SO IT CONTINUED
HIM SMILING
AND YAKKING,
(ME BEING POLITE
CONTEMPLATING
MY FLIGHT)
RETURNING QUITE
FAST TO THE
SAFETY OF HOME,
INSTEAD OF
A PEACHY
AND SWEET
LITTLE ROAM,
MAKING MY
ANGER
POP UP AND FIGHT
IT WASN’T
SO EASY
TO DENY MY PLIGHT,
AND STEP TWO
BECAME
THE ART OF
THE HIDER,
SLIPPING BEHIND
THE BEND,
GOING SO
SLOWLY
TRYING TO SEND
A MESSAGE OF
ANGUISH
AND
TEETH GRINDING
POO,
IT WENT ON
FOR WEEKS
UNTIL IN PURSUIT,
HE CLOSED IN
UP THERE
AT THE TOP
OF THE HILL,
RACING BESIDE
ME
READY TO SPILL
THE NEXT CLEVER
PASS
WHEN I FOUND
MY MISTAKE,
I KNEW I MUST
TELL HIM
TO GIVE ME
A BREAK,
ZOOMING AWAY
FAST AS I COULD,
LEAVING HIM
STANDING THERE
DEEP IN
THE WOODS,
BUT NOW
MOTHER NATURE
HAS STEPPED UP
TO SAVE,
BRANDISHING COLD
WINDS
ON HOW TO
BEHAVE,
I SNEAK OUT
SO EARLY
AND SLIDE
OUT SO LATE
AS TO FINSH
THE ENDING
AND HOW TO
RELATE,
I TRICKED HIM
QUITE WELL
OUT THERE
IN THE WILDS
WHERE THE TREES
AND THE HOUSES
ARE BENDING
IN STYLE,
WHILE
SMILING I GO
AS JUST BEFORE
HOPING FOR HEAVEN
AND A LITTLE BIT
MORE.

©JW WINSLOW 12/1/2020