the rough-coated rabbit gray-brown splotched with white
quivering alert ready to bolt
the storm-stripped tree bared to the crown now sheathed by climbing vines
tendrilling out into the air
the tumbling rocks escaping from orderly walls delineating ownership
rampaging weeds that match to either side
the hungry reeling hawks vultures buzzards and crows
soaring over the wildness below
the un-domesticated dog packs bolting leaping splashing
barking howling
the wild child racing climbing hanging rolling dirty ragged
laughing imagining
the ageless-outrageous lurching raging
staggering masses under the sparkling darkness
the old man rambling ranting glaring clutching his coat
flailing about in the wind of his words
the whirling gales of ice-spiked storms
lashing out from churning skies
and sudden.
stillness.
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