Close Encounters

a tiny tree frog,
green, shiny,
no bigger than
my thumbnail,
revealed himself
to me while as he sat
on a hazelnut leaf.

I reached for my camera
to capture his “frogness”,
his nature, his yellow eyes
and brown legs, but he
fled the flash and left me
only a leaf.

a dragonfly hoovered
in front of me, blue,
shimmering as the sky
on pond’s surface,
with invisible wings.

I pushed the button
and she rode the wind
like a dandelion seed,
gone, leaving an empty
cattle field in my lens.

why they fled is more
than I know, unless
I came too close
to their world
while they merely
wanted to observe
mine.

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