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Mark Toney Oct 2019
Rocky squirrel flew through the air
Safely landing precisely where
He wished.

Caught glimpse as Shirley squirrel
(Herself in front of car did hurl)
Was nearly squished.

Rocky had warned Shirley before
Admonition Shirley chose to ignore-
Cars can smite

Such events reveal it's not merely heuristic
Fatalities by car is greater statistic
Than fatalities by flight
6/23/2019 - Poetry form: Light Verse - I call this a flight of fancy (pun intended)! - No animals died during the making of this poem. - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2019
ALesiach Jul 2019
Awakened by the kiss of dawn
the softness of her morning light
gently nudges the night away

The dew drops twinkle on the lawn
a bird sings sweetly his delight,
his trilling, courteous and gay

The garden flowers seem to spring
amidst the green they gently sway
floral fragrance floats on the breeze

The bayou softly murmuring
wavering shadows still at play,
lost in the depths of cypress trees

A squirrel scampers to the ground
and across the yard he rushes
buries acorns without a sound

In the distance a baying hound
eager to hunt in the bushes
until fox or raccoon is found

A horse gallops over a hill
enjoying freedom and the sun,
he stops, grazing in grassy fields

I follow nature and be still
watching as the day has begun
and early morning beauty yields

ALesiach © 07/29/2019
ALesiach Jul 2019
In the shadows of the acorn tree, watching the squirrels race around gathering acorns. Their busy little hands rotating them, examining each acorn. Hoarding them, even brawling with other squirrels for access to the best trees. Daring acrobats that risk life and limb to collect them from the willowy ends of branches.

Trees full of acorns
daring acrobat squirrels
hoards little brown nuts

ALesiach © 07/28/20187
Poetress2 Apr 2019
Squirrels gather nuts,
to prepare for the Winter.
They plan very well.
Juhlhaus Feb 2019
I sat outside today eating sushi and miso soup in the sun
Some squirrels came by and stared at me hopefully
I put a bit of miso soup in the lid and set it out for them
But they weren't interested
Then a gust of cold wind blew the lid over and the soup was spilled
One of the squirrels went for the crumbs in an old potato chip bag instead
A somewhat poetic anecdote from my lunch hour.
K Balachandran Oct 2018
Squirrels begin vocals,
Ravens join issue with them;
Racuous symphony!
K Balachandran Jun 2018
rain bird serenades,
Squirrels play second fiddle;
ravens party-****!
Peter Balkus Mar 2018
I was circled today
by a gang of squirrels
in Terrace Gardens in Richmond.
There were like five of them.

They were getting closer and closer
and I was scared
that they would jump on me
and worse.
But they didn't even try.
It was an innocent,
very formidable gang.

They were running around me,
trying to find out
what I am:
A monster?
A big nut?
But then they quickly run off
to their squirrel world.

I still wonder why
they greeted me with happiness,
not with fright...
Maybe they realized
that I am on their side.
let the gawkers
make haste
may thier
make
it
frozen clay

showers
of
frost

clung teardrops

my depths deaths
shall they swallow
birds admiration
aspirations
on
man

that an bird would ask it's wings
why it it you choose
to feather me
tickle me
from
the
sky



ask let why
that my flesh be
peeled
from
the
back


of
mine
eyes
say not
let the gawkers
?











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