Squirrel in the Willows

This was written for dVerse, where I once again missed the prompt for this week but have decided to write the poem regardless. 🙂 We were asked to write about being in a garden/gardening/something to do with gardens or gardening.

brown squirrel on tree
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Squirrel in the Willows

As I read a poem in the garden
tender willow stems sway down.
Glancing up at the gray ambusher, 
her bushy-tail bobbing, I see 
her chew more stems 
that fall more pointedly.
Will she collect them
in the morning?
scamper back up the willow
insert them ever so?
The last nesting of the year
as the summer days shorten
the setting sun sprinkles
foreshadow gold across the leaves.

6 replies »

  1. You really have some great poems. Maybe a book of poetry? Add your photos. It would be great.

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