Interlude
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Imagine, Interlude, Ivory Poetry Sponsored by: Constance La France
Written 10/13/2023
"Brief interlude of awe, as squirrels climb up trees and jump from branch to branch, to a fence ledge or phone line. To its home, either underground or an old decaying tree or abandoned woodpecker hole." Quote by poet
Dark wisp of sailing ships, mender through vast graying sky, slowing closing the horizon flaming sunset. Toying breeze fans and lifts the bright green leathery leaves. Squirrels scurry a pleasant musical interlude amongst the moist ground of sparse grass and roots, round acorns and broken twigs, beneath the live oak trees shade, then they scamper away to bury their prize.
Camp fire orange flames
Closing what is left of night
squirrel's acorn feast
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2023
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