the rain ends at dusk
raccoon tips the trash barrel
and the moon spills out
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.
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.