A Bush Turkey visits

I hear your click clack feet across the deck

A curious small face peers at me

I smile back

Am I in your world, or are you in mine?

For both of our sakes

I hope I’m in yours

*hiking and staying in a national park in the coastal hinterland this week-end. I prefer the world of wild things, our own is becoming increasingly off kilter – an escape into reality feels decadent, and tastes like freedom.

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