the rain ends at dusk

raccoon tips the trash barrel

and the moon spills out

Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2013-07-23 at 17:25

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Usually, I don't like haikus. The form is so constricted that it's hard to put anything worthwhile into it. You've managed to fill yours, Fog. Nice job.

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
this makes me smile and recall my midnight wars with some really large well fed raccoons and my not so raccoon proof garbage cans. I finally won by resorting to a cap full of household ammonia in each can. I must admit I was not thinking poetically at the time :-)


The measured words are a delight, except it's foxes here. You manage to make an everyday senario into something much more.