Chase
a haiku sonnet
by Beth Weaver-Kreider

was i chasing down
a startled deer in the dawn
or myself i chased

we locked our gazes
for a moment or more
then he turned and ran

he performed the role
of hunted while i became
this story’s hunter

how my heart lifted when he
disappeared into the corn

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Gratitude List:
1. The tang of pomegranate seeds
2. The curve of that wooden bowl from Tanzania
3. The thrill at the first line on a clean page
4. The promise of sleep in a couple hours
5. the satisfaction of a good, deep stretch
May we walk in Beauty!