Watching & Waiting As The Sun Glinted Amber
Blood oozed from a puncture wound
Behind my right knee, courtesy
Of a wire’s barb, smarting, yet surely detected
By a badger, statuesque upon higher ground,
Peering through the undergrowth, grassy
And by the amber gleam of a setting sun illuminated.
Blood congealed around the wound
Upon my right calf, sorely,
From the rusted barb, accidentally injected
By my own carelessness. I made no sound,
But watching, waiting and hiding, surely,
The badger’s confidence in an approach was affected…
Pete Ray
11th September 2022
Two different badgers seemed alerted to my presence by the cut and fresh blood on my leg…
Maybe…
The partly camouflaged watcher reminded me of a predatory big cat, hiding behind tall grass in an African sunset…
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