On The Back Path

Fluttering dry dead leaves
crumble into little ragged
shards along the back path
skittering twisting twirling.

Leafy fragments rest on the
path as the breeze drops.
One very dark fragment
creeps onward, hair fine
feelers lift, twitch ……… a
cockroach recently escaped
from our new neighbours’
carport storage locker
on the day they moved in.

Cockroach crept out the
open door along the path
seeking shelter from its
gusty icy temperatures.

My shoe stopped him on the
way to his chosen destination.

On The Back Path

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