Squirreled Away
Take your repose, Bright Eyes
Grab a fat pothos stem with nimble fingers
Flip up your bushy tail and give yourself pause
At least enough for cinnamon spiced fur to dry
Not that it would interfere with life’s gaiety
Fret not
Parchment ears detect the slightest disturbance
Then, in a nanosecond you’d vanish
To spiral head-first down a tree trunk
Or take the wind in breathless leap
Of fear or fancy
But for now
Rest
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I have been thinking of doing a poem on the squirrel(s) that we view while having our meals on the back patio. Only this morning,I think I mentioned this to Bruce!
Your photo is EXCELLENT of course. I wanted to photo mine this morning running along the cable line (but it was too dark)
your poem such a JOY.
I remember writing a essay on the squirrel when I came to America and was doing an English class!
Love Cherry
Glad you liked it, Cherry. I love watching the neighborhood squirrels. We should have so much fun!
Wow, that’s great! The poem works brilliantly with it too.
Thank you.
Reblogged this on All Animals.
I love the photo and the inspired poem! This squirrel is much cuter than the maniacal one at our house 🙂
You are just so amazing! I’m looking forward to sitting down with a nice cup of tea and catching up here…soon! You are a delight to my heart and I love you!
Hello. I’m a freelance photo researcher working on a book about animals in the rain. I sent an email to you, but I will also leave a comment. I’d like to know if we can license this beautiful image from you. Sonja
Thank you for contacting me.