He ran down a driveway
and across the road
right there
not a big dog after all
but a bear.
A Bear
right there
rough furred reminder
of the Wild all around
ready to step out of the
woods, ready always
to brush against our skin
as we hurry by each other
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Puff Of Smoke Poems 
A perfect poem for our often deluded selves. We do tend to forget that the wild is never very far away.