A zooming, barreling <br />noisy thinking contraption <br />My attention <br />driving the scenic route <br />and closing in. <br />In a starle-panicked scurry <br />an aspiring little whim, <br />wellfed groundhog, <br />shot out from under thicket <br />and painfully speed-waddled <br />(spedawdled?) <br />across afternoon road. <br />Sleek brown coat <br />glimmering gold sunlight <br />couldn't camouflage <br />it's lazy white belly <br />or flat hideous tail <br />dragging the dirt. <br />Barely seen and <br />quickly forgotten <br />it moved <br />to dart away from observation <br />and disdain. <br />Found another bedraggled bush <br />to safely hide beneath <br />and take shelter from <br />obnoxious aknowledgement. <br />Those crushing wheels <br />that whiz by from <br />time to time, <br />black-toothed biting rubber. <br />Sometimes leave bloodied skidmarks <br />that smell like judge and jury.<br /><br />Tara Crown<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/groundhog/
