Short Nibblers Poems

A bird house attracts the beautiful and divine.
Who offer the soul both a charm and a chime.
Blessing hearts with palette and song.

Along come the rippers and nibblers. 
Gleaners of peace they're born to be.
Leaving the heart to hobbled dream. 
In skies of robin egg quiet.

Now blistering in twisting silence.
Battling the harshest of seasons.
Amidst winter acorns and peace thieves.
Bird houses filled with dead and dying things....

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Hush hush busy muskrat;
all you bucktoothed beavers
gnaw on unheard, work you unseen.

The sleek panther is stalking
slipping silently through the feathergrass
an angel of hunger is in its eyes.

You timid rabbit and fawn, be gone!

That creeping killer can stalk the wind
it smells your breath,
the faint odor of death
is already upon it.

Quick you nibblers, you green grazers
Your time comes ever nearer -
flee now, be gone!...

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I can hear
the wind making snowballs
fading leaves crisping
chattering acorn crazed squirrels
a soft rustle of chilled bird feathers

I can see
low hanging branches
offerings to short nibblers
the beginning blush of a Red Maple
the edge of the day creeping closer

I can feel
the excitement
of distant V’s
chittering sparrows at sunrise
scampering squirrels
school bus arrivals

the hints of fall
gently claiming its season

John G. Lawless
©9/30/2022...

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