An anomaly, coyote thin, the creature
with oversized head and tail of a husky,
courses alongside a full-furred fox
mid morning through the tall clover hay
of the mountain meadow
Locals and tourists blame the crossbreed
for what’s missing –
pet kittens, small pedigree dogs,
gone from condos, log homes
and ski lodges
As I watch it and the vixen leap, heads bobbing,
coats ruffled by the wind, they look to be sporting,
celebrating clouds and skies in defiance
of unnatural laws preached by fearful old men
from ancient tablets of stone