To a raccoon

[avery]

Where did you come from my lovely one?
A little masked bandit that romps and runs;
Appeared on my porch one moonlit night
With shiny nose and eyes so bright.

Into this poisoned urban mess
That sprawls and kills and never rests;
You brought the mystery of the forest floor
And the ancient world beyond our door.

[martinshaw]

Yeah, it's quirky.

Second stanza needs sorting.

And the mystery of the forest floor is?

Great to read you again.

Best

[zoe]

I know that one, he used to invade out backyard when we lived in Cali

I love the flow of this piece

[avery]

The Poetry corner is a cool idea. I must rake up some of my old poems.