a walk in the park.
eyes glued to the rising sun,
a crow dive-bombs me.
Dive-Bombed [Haiku]
the !n(tro)verted yogi
Bernie Gourley. Traveling Poet-Philosopher
a walk in the park.
eyes glued to the rising sun,
a crow dive-bombs me.
the !n(tro)verted yogi 
Territorial imperatives makes walks hazardous. A walk in the park should be easy unless you walk near a crow’s nest. They assume you’re a threat to their nest and will dive-bomb you and worse, crows remember and recognize individual humans. So you can’t go back to the park. They don’t forgive. A “cake walk” should be easy too unless someone says “let them eat brioche.” To be distracted by the rising sun doesn’t account for clouds and rain. Better to hear about a sunrise in another time zone.
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