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Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Spring at the Old Summer Cabin


The door creaks open
leaks air stained by stale

the wrong scamper here
feisty mice chitter on the floor

a squirrel’s fox-hued tail
whiskers circlets at my feet.

I wish these interlopers
into natural nests while

I re-wind the mobius strip
reel back my missing.

Morning lights a shadow
a lump of non-lustrous fur

somber as a bastard child
mourning jumps the bar.




quick watercolor by Sue

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2 comments:

Q said...

Always you delight!
Quick water color?
Wow!
Happy Blue Moon.
Sherry

tumblewords said...

Blue Moons - what opportunity! Another chance!Happy Blue Moon to you, too, Sherry!