No cliffs in West Tennessee.
No white sand beaches with conch or coral,
but we had this at 9 a.m.
A vulture landed within 2 feet of the dog,
aloof and self composed
dark feathered and hook-beaked.
Pippa watched the bird,
then looked back at me
not at all aloof or self composed,
but white furred and broad snouted.
Apparently inspired by a heron overhead,
the vulture lifted off satisfied
with the avian canine encounter.
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