Summer’s Eve
As day sits on the cusp of dusk
a slight movement catches the eye
The silent, single silhouette
of a cottontail enthralls
Nibbling grass in the garden
Eyes of the hunted
moving restlessly while
appearing calm
A soothing sight
on a quiet summer’s eve
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Mish is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets. Her prompt is "Nibble"
A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title.
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