Not unexpected

Sixty-five mule deer
laze again in the stubble.
It’s doe season, but
too many hunters
rode shotgun three days ago,
looking for prey.

And that's the signal
for every one of them
to casually wander
down to town - like always -
to a place where gunshots
draw attention - mostly.

 At night in the yard,
an apple hits the lawn.
It is gone by dawn.
Despite the grumbles,
this is not unexpected.
Deer know what they know.

news from a small town 13, October 2012