Stalker For M Lady Anita Atina Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

The opalescent mists of dawn
within their luminosity.
Conceal a roe deer and her fawn
from idle curiosity.
But shutterbugs will wait all night
for such an opportunity.
To photograph for our delight
the kind of scene we seldom see.
Recording for posterity
with digital technology
invading family privacy.
I think perhaps forgivably.
There is no reason for alarm
this kind of stalker does no harm.

29-Apr-08
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