This Time It's For Real

 

Sun touches tree tops,
Breaking through the opaque leaves,
Raising my spirits.

  Hypnotic humming
Coming from inside my house.
Outside! (Or else sleep).

 He doesn't make it--
Trying to race against cars;
The dumb-ass squirrel.

A large pile of heat
Sits waiting on the front yard
For the magic match.

 Crossing road swiftly
Like an immense gray ghost.
Was it dog or bear?

 
 
Distant woodpecker
Rattles its hollow drumbeat;
Then the forest waits.

 This time it's for real:
Big black bear crosses the road.
Two bears in one day!

Two old Mercedes--
Not bad for a working stiff.
American Dream!