Next up in the Dog Days collection – another view of the turtle:
TURTLE AT THE POND
I first saw it sunning, a seeming
outcropping of sunbathed stone
so similarly conformed.
Distracted by my pup’s demands
I turned to stick, ball, her new routine
of splash, swim, retrieve;
shake, drop and roll. Each its own show,
the shake from ears down body
to the final wild twist of tail.
I could almost feel the scratch
of dried stubbled grass
easing the irritation of flies;
and I too dropped, tho’ didn’t roll,
eyes lazy on the pond’s stilled surface
seeing without appraisal a small head
curious and steady in its forward swim –
the turtle’s small eyes trained on us,
curious creatures at pond’s edge.