I climbed out of my car after tying my shoes.
I look up to see the crescent white moon hanging
among the stars as if a guest .
It is often the moon is the host, but not this morning.
I stand erect to set my watch and phone for the run.
I also set my mind, as it is surely the mind set
that begins the run…
Then I look across the darkness , and ‘oh no,’
A furry black skunk’s white stripe reflects the night shadows.
I turn and go the other way…