The dill inspectors
all hardhat
ignored me when
I stopped to chat.
Summer’s old!
No time to loll!
Soon the clock strikes
half-past fall!
Category Archives: Animals
Connections: August 16.17
Siblings teach us early on
the gentle art of sharing
MOVE OVER! HOG! YOU’RE ON MY HALF!
while Mom eats worms, despairing.
Thanks again to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.
Connections: August 14.17
The worm’s-eye view might seem myopic
but my view is filled with the catastrophic
I read the news, flinch and squirm,
and think maybe it’s better to be a worm.
Connections: August 7.17
When the world’s an endless chase
with humans everywhere
it’s good to have a place
to go for head repair.
This message brought to you by Hannah,
my former gorgeous glossy if somewhat haughty neighbor.
Connections: June 7.17
Behold his handiwork
dastard chipmunk ruins;
the blasted things are cute
only in cartooins.
Connections: June 3.17
This wee shiny thing
as bold as you please
is turning my basil
into leafy Swiss cheese.
So much for the pesto
I sigh with a shrug
but perhaps amuse-bouche
made out of bug.
Connections: May 25.17
It’s a two-rabbit morning
the clover fresh and sweet
crisped by morning rain
the neighbors can’t compete.
My back yard’s never treated
as lawn, it’s a disgrace
but as alfresco salad
it’s a four-star eating place.
So I allow them peaceful dining
so grossly appetited
until they eye my garden
when they are promptly disinvited.
