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Mouse Tracks On My Drift

mouse tracks on my drift now the long wait for life to begin again a lonely year closes the door tinsel fades on boughs of green-no-more snow pulls down the sky scatters in dervish whirls. each flake an individual bent on its destiny to merge. mute, silent ?as if all has ceased to exist crowded by emptiness easy slips the hour in my glass drowned in sameness. still, the tundra mouse goes about her business making a home.

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Pipping Stars

Date: 9/27/2017 8:18:00 AM

here ... take this lint ... run little "tundra mouse" ... run ...

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 9/27/2017 4:16:00 PM

In Spring we used to put out lengths of red wool for the birds nest building. Later we could walk through the forest and follow their nests. thank you for the lint soft and warm in the depth of winter.

Ralph Sergi

Date: 9/25/2017 4:08:00 PM

Beautiful, Pat: You have brought a creature in existence That no one considers in the harsh climates.

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 9/27/2017 4:14:00 PM

My husband used to leave sunflower seeds on their pats every morning. He was so gentle with animals. I am so lucky in the number of little wild creatures that surround here. There was a chipmunk once who became quite tame . He would run up my leg to check in my pockets. Cheeky. Thank you for your comment.

Silent One

Date: 9/25/2017 8:46:00 AM

Great imagery Patricia.. seems cold..

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 9/25/2017 9:29:00 AM

It was very cold that day. We are all huddling in the house and one of the tiniest creatures is out and about taking care of business. We are supposed to be apex lol.

Thvia Shetley

Date: 9/25/2017 7:42:00 AM

I'll be in Montreal, then Toronto, in about three weeks but only for a few days then off the Denmark. I can't wait to get out of this Oklahoma heat and feel some real weather! Love this piece and your little mouse x

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 9/25/2017 9:32:00 AM

I am definitely not a heat person. Safe home in your travels and thank you for your gracious comments.

John Fleming

Date: 9/25/2017 2:41:00 AM

Even though you quite often write about what weighs upon you so heavily...there is always a slight glimmer of hope...a little, almost, at times, imperceptible upturn. Beneath it all you still see the beauty contained within the merest simplicity...for is that not the secret of life? To find great joy and contentment in doing even the most "ordinary" of things well? This was well done of you, Patricia Cresswell...very well done indeed! Sleep contently, Poet...for tomorrow is another newly fashioned day! :) john

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 9/24/2017 10:29:00 PM

The silence and the snow in my mind a soundtrack in this piece, a truly stunning pen.

Maureen Mcgreavy
Date: 9/25/2017 6:19:00 AM

If you're anything like me, you appreciate the Poison Ivy for being :) that and "All Creatures Great And Small"

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 9/24/2017 11:03:00 PM

Guess you could guess by now I like mice. Thank you Maureen.