One of the house sliders is open to the air today. I walked out to the mailbox and once again looked at the fence post falling backward near the road, bluebird box attached. Another reminder to get this and the other three ready for their annual visitors. I came inside and found two screwdrivers; one…
Category: fauna
Thursday Inspiration 43 — free foxes
Rex and Velma had known each other since birth, being born in cages next to each other at the fur farm. Back then they didn’t have names, only plastic tags with numbers stapled into their ears the moment they left their mothers’ wombs. Farmer John had fox farming down to a science, and kindness played…
#Haikai Challenge #125: hawk (taka)
Spring’s sun melts snow Hawk’s shadow warns too late — Seeds left uneaten. Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge. Frank says: This week, write the haikai poem of you choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to the hawk (taka) This is my second attempt at a…
Sunday afternoon winter poetry
Yesterday morning brought a red-tailed hawk close to the bird feeders. Only when her head swiveled to and fro and when she repositioned herself on the sapling was she brought to life. It seemed she was willing to risk detection at a chance to eat a warm meal. Perhaps she preferred an unsuccessful hunt to…
dVerse — quadrille #94 — Mercy
Mercy I see her. If hawks could roar, her voice would echo off the silent trees. Instead redtail’s plaintive cries enter my ears without fanfare Even cardinals and doves congregated at the feeder Pay no mind to her whine. Dove’s demise comes mid contented coo. WhimsyGizmo (aka De Jackson) is today’s host of dVerse. De…
The Wanderer and dVerse OLN
The Wanderer Springtime season’s when the growing Sunshine comes and the soil, it warms Plants and critters pulse with knowing Feed store sells pheasant chicks when born Orphaned, boxed, sold by the dozen Instead of nuts, seeds, berries, corn Protein mash, their distant cousin Lost to nature, tamed and forlorn Ignoring nature’s ways and means…
What do you see? #9 Two Against the World
Image Credit: yo Jumba had lived in the forest alone ever since poachers had wiped out her entire herd. Jumba had been asleep on the moss near the stream when the ambush in the meadow occurred or she would have also been killed. Jumba was just old enough to have been weaned or she may…
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