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| photo by Kat Mortensen |
There they are
the two men
at their private spot
(or what each thought was his private spot)
Each is too proud
and too stubborn to move
so they feign apathy
for the other's presence
But a casual observer
might see
a well rehearsed dance
mirrored males
See the straight backs?
the necks elongated just so?
the legs bent with feet nudged
toward water's edge?
Look at the pointy beaks and
intent expressions
This could be a rivalry or
just two pals
Gone fishing.
submitted for Sunday Challenge at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
and Poetry Jam, Connections
