It Started With One Bag

23 May
walnuts in the shell
the whole bag tossed on the lawn
gray and black squirrels

scratching sound porch door
the squirrel teeth to chew more
pantry is empty

squirrels lined a row
on the patio long bench
the fans of the house

old peanut butter
tails shaking the eyes bugging
squirrel siesta

hundreds of squirrels
with plans to pirate the house
squirrel brigands rise

4.1 10/8
© Brian Peter Hodgkinson    
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Posted by on May 23, 2022 in haiku, Poetry


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