It's Still Life

Day 15. Write a poem/flash fiction about a mischievous squirrel that causes chaos in your garden.

A Grey Squirrel

There’s a grey squirrel
in the lavender, in the chives

with blossoms gone to seed
and faded in the sun,

it’s drinking from the saucer
set below the dill, and now it’s

running through the ferns
between the spiky spires.

It stops at the pond, watches
frogs and newts, and runs

across the patio, on the table,
and off the chair. A squirrel’s

staring at me
through the open door.

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Written for Day 15 of #thewildness Challenge. Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023.