Between Two Fields
while driving on a gravel road
running between two fields
I watched three deer
slowly emerging
from out of the corn
and
I saw them
as they stopped
for just a moment
turning their heads
to look at me
before leaping toward
the other field
and
disappearing into the corn
on a hot afternoon
in the middle of July
when I was
miles away from home
feeling alone
and
feeling afraid
trying to decide
what I was going to do
with the rest of my life
James Babbs has been writing for most of his life but he still manages to learn new things. He has written hundreds of poems and a few short stories and has even had a few of them published. More recently James has been indulging in writing haiku with a certain amount of success. He still thinks about writing a novel someday but that just seems like an awful lot of words.
