Get your crab apples later

Today has been a day of reversals.  My calendar was gone this morning.  Where could it be?  Who or what was to blame?  My beloved packed it with his things this morning.  No one is to blame.  It was lost and now it is found.

The coyote was clearly eating something.  The chipmunk was chirping.  I do not speak coyote or chipmunk.  Turns out the coyote was eating crab apples.  Turns out this is a normal perfectly natural thing for coyotes to do.  Who knew?  Not me.  Now I do.  I want to invite the coyote back but he has gone.  Maybe he*ll return over the weekend when my beloved is home.  I have told him about the crab apples.  Of course this does not mean the chipmunks are safe.

I thought the coyote

Was eating a chipmunk,

A perfectly natural normal thing

For a coyote to do.

Still

I wanted him gone,

Out of my sight.

Not in my backyard.

When I looked further,

The coyote had been eating

Crab apples.

The chipmunk chirps told everyone

Coyote in the backyard

Steer clear.

Get your crab apples

Later.

These were not chipmunk chirps

Of grief,

Of loss.

No

These were chirps that announced

Coyote presence

Get your crab apples

Later.