Poetry and illustration
Scruffle Crunch
A poem undaunted by chilly forecasts
13 leaves
Pages sliding over curbs
Oak and maple
Brittle piles
Of unread lives
Raked and swept
A tunnel improbable
Under shifting canopy
Chipmunk corridor
In yellow red
And crumbling brown
Rodents race
In acorn rhapsody
Soft shelter
From trampling storms
My cheeks are full
Stretched by winter wisdom
Chittering
Empty protests
Quicker under the leaves
Than you could possibly imagine
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By Doodleslice 2024–10–09
Lovely friends, thank you for visiting here again. I know this has been a moody space lately, so I appreciate you all the more for venturing back after experiencing some of my previous oddities and angst. And, of course my impish desire to twist whimsical words around wicked bones and things that…