the bird feeder hangs by a wire
from a pine tree in the front yard
the wind sways it back and forth
but only on windy days.
I sit in the poet’s house
watching the birds as they arrive
sometimes the seeds drop to the ground
where the hungry squirrels wait.
the seeds drip like your thoughts
drip…drip…drip…
damn metaphors are everywhere.
a determined squirrel has a thought
much like his predecessors
calculating wind speed and distance
he tries to make the jump.
this is what you wanted
this is why you made the squirrel deterrent feeder!
a failed attempt
you’ll have to fight for thoughts
upon the ground
like all others.
Drip…drip…drip…
Author Michael Plante
Image: A Red Squirrel Flying Through The Air
by Maxi Kenzie
Source: Vecteezy Web Page
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