Hackle

I’ve always been slightly mad in life; notably in the falls.
I’m acutely tuned to darkening days & predator calls.

I can sense enclosures & I am piqued by subtle alarm.
A snapped twig or cracked leaf & I’m bolting from the threat of harm.

Yapping dogs gone barking mad & every chill I ever had…
My hind brain blinks & blows its grid; climbing fear to close its lid.

This, like much, holds its own perils…dodging risk steepens uphills.
Thus, you may miss easy fun…whilst making breaks for safer sun.

When all is said & done, the choices will always remain yours.
Learning what to truly fear cannot but aide you in your tours.