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Navajo Country, 1996

Cars were rare along the highway
On that day of dusty miles.
You came up a ridge behind us to
Observe our passing.
Through the rearview, we watched you
Emerge, then fade back into the desert.

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This is a response to Read Write Poems’ NaPoWriMo #27: Let Someone Else Take the Lead wherein Carolee invites writers to do an acrostic poem. I’ve never done one before, but figured I would need a short word for today and so I went with coyote, a favorite animal that I’ve heard far more often than seen. This poem is about the first time I saw one.

Though I’ve missed a few days of posting due to internet issues, I’ve been writing and back-posting what I wrote those days here and at a gnarled oak.

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20 Comments

  1. Silent and sly… both the coyote and your acrostic. Very nice. We’re almost there!

    (It’s nice to have a LOST repeat tonight, don’t you think? I’ll enjoy that little break, thank you very much!)

    • Thanks, Heather. I did kind of enjoy the break. It came at a good time. Can’t believe there are only 4 episodes left.

  2. J. D. Mackenzie J. D. Mackenzie

    James, you captured their elusive nature (that goes with their humor and making mischief). Sounds like a memorable trip.

  3. Aren’t coyotes so intriguing? I love catching a view of real wildlife. Anyhow, thanks for sharing this poem. I really enjoyed it.

  4. Deb Deb

    Great use of the prompt, the form is invisible, nearly, like that coyote.

    (I like them, too.)

    Glad your internet problems are solved.

    • Thanks, Deb, that invisibility was what I was trying to do… sort of hide the acrostic to make it hopefully more interesting. Glad it worked for you.

  5. holy cow — I didn’t see that coyote at all until I looked in the rearview. I love it!

    I doubt if I would’ve figured it out without your notes; I was too busy thinking it was about the desert.
    πŸ™‚

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