'This Dark Morning' by Donal Mahoney

This Dark Morning
 
If I were a possum
with a tail that long
I too would hang
from a tree limb
this dark morning
and hiss to frighten
the cats off the deck
away from the food
and water, and then
 
I'd drop from the limb 
and eat as soon as
that fat raccoon
climbing the steps
with the lurching sway
of a hungry Grizzly
washes his food
gobbles his fill
and rumbles away.
 
 
Donal Mahoney