Toward the Wild
Shadows lake across the night,paws roaming, weaving adventure in new-found freedom. Coyotes howl, possums hidebehind the darkness.Spiders web the porch lights,spinning laid eggs for incubation. Corncrakes sing while stars pillow my dreams. False summer warmsa trail worn by fawnsand neighborhood children,both growing, seeking independence. Lost in a labyrinth of suburban landscape,moonlight pools between pine and cedar fences. Scents guide, enthrall,draw him closer to nature,leading him to a pathwayconnecting to his roots. This poem is published…