The Rabbit
Happy Easter, Happy Spring, Happy Poetry Month! This was my first posted poem two years ago…she is making an appearance again for Easter.
Quiet, soft, unassuming
Barely a noticeable twitch
Give her long enough
She will harbor sickness
Take a bite out of your best laid plans
She sits frozen as you approach
Empty eyes of endless inky night
Not even she is aware of when she will bolt
Her space, the stuff of legends and fairy tales
Buried unseen under your feet
Waiting to break an ankle
Or turn your world on its head
–April Resnick
Not So White Rabbit by Grace Slick
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