Sonnet for the Pronghorn

Home, home on the range.............. the Basin & Range ;)

Where in one of many life zones ~ the pronghorn play. Or they just sit there and look at you looking at them. I wonder what they are thinking. On this particular day, they weren't frightened. On other ocassions when I tried to photograph pronghorn, they would bolt. But, not this time. Their feet moved slowly through the brush. They kept me in their peripheral vision; aware of my moves. They would take turns doing "predator checks" while the others grazed. I love spontaneous wildlife viewing opportunities!

 

Then, they formed a uniform line; like they agreed to pose for a picture :)
Maybe to get it over with and get rid of me...... lol


 

Sonnet for the Pronghorn
~ Jill O'Brien

Hale the Prince of western sage

Hale the Princess too

Imagine them not inside a cage

Or prisoners inside a zoo

Imagine the world seen through their eyes

Their gaze, like a sailor’s stare

Of distance and birds and endless skies

Of cheetah and elk and bear

Think of a link between eagle and you

With feet on the ground but speed

Lodged between Earth and endless blue

Stuck between knowledge and need

Blend your colors of tawny and white

With background and foreground and fade out of sight

 

 Beautiful Creatures!