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There Are No Jaguars Here

a poem

Photo by Uriel Soberanes on Unsplash

sitting in my garden in the early morn iced tea in my hand

eyes closed no need to read news just listening to the birds

singing and songing chirping and tweeting

my garden reminds me of living in the jungle in a tent

waking up to nature though a little more wild

sometimes seeing a fresh footprint of a big cat

a jaguar that came to visit in the night

I’d be secretly delighted to know how close he was

only the thin material of my tent separating us

I’d wonder how long he stopped what was he sensing

I felt akin to the jaguar king of the Amazon

well here in my garden there are no jaguars only the neighbors cat basking in the sun

my garden is full of bird-feeders with seeds

feeders for hummingbirds

birdbaths for bathing and drinking

flowers for bumblebees and butterflies

it’s wild in its growth tangled and tossed

the sounds of nature have a different lull here

still reminding me of those jungle nights when the jaguar came to visit me

Thank you for reading!

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