I’m still in that “adjusting to summer” mode and am beginning to wonder if it might last all summer long. I’ve been writing lots, but it’s been more of a “notebook nature,” mostly not for public consumption or even conducive to longer pieces–a least not yet. Here are a couple of recent light-hearted efforts.
Suet Feeder
Red squirrel, bold and hungry
gorges on the suet feed
quick skedaddles up the tree
clasps a branch with tiny feet
cops a pose innocently
What?
Who?
Not me!
©2018 M. Hogan
What a funny cat bird
perching in that tree
sounds different
looks different
but what else could it be?
©2018 M. Hogan
ITCHY
I’m prickly, I’m scratchy
I’m covered with bites
A few are scabbed over
Some swell to huge heights
My blood loss is epic
My sleep is disturbed
The bugs keep on feasting
Their hunger uncurbed
My skin’s polka-dotted
My best friend’s an itch-stick
I can’t write much more now
I think I’m anemic…
©2018 M. Hogan
You can find this week’s Poetry Friday Roundup at The Miss Rumphius Effect. Find a quiet moment, a cool spot and stop on by and enjoy some poetry!
Nix the comfort zone 
You have a gift for great endings, Molly. Sorry for so much need for that “itch-stick”! And Love that squirrel so blithe in its gorging! Happy Summer!
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Thanks, Linda. I have a lot of fun watching the squirrels and their feeder antics. By the way, the word “blithe” is definitely underused!
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I hope your writing took your mind off the heat and your itching for a while. I loved the drama in your poems!
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The heat has broken. The itching remains. Ah, well, it’s the price to pay for enjoying natural beauty, I guess.
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These are such fun, Molly! I love your cat bird. The look on her (his?) is priceless!
You’re not alone having trouble settling into summer mode. Today is the first day I haven’t wandered around the house in a fog. Looking forward to reading more from your nature notebook!
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Thanks, Catherine. It was fun to play a bit and not take myself too seriously!
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All of them are fun, but my favorite is the squirrel. “What? Who? Not me!” 🙂
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Squirrels are quite amusing!
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Since I am itching like crazy from 2 bee stings and mosquito bites from a week ago, I laughed about your itchy poem.
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Bug bites are a definite unavoidable drawback to summer in Maine. Sorry you’re still itching, but glad you enjoyed the poem.
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Such fun! You’ve taken some of the frustrations of summer and turned them on their head with humor. Though, I’ve always been partial to the squirrels. I think they more than earn their dinner from the birdfeeders by their antics and shenanigans in getting to them.
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Shenanigans is the perfect word! How can you not smile when watching squirrels!? I’m especially partial to the red ones.
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I feel like I’ve been living your poems here in NH, Molly! Thanks for sharing.
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I hope you’ve been enjoying watching squirrels more than suffering from bug bites, Matt!
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These are all fun Molly, they have me grinning wide 😉 Love that red squirrel and when he/she says,
“What?
Who?
Not me!”
And “ITCHY” I can definitely relate to this one.
I got your poem swap gorgeous package–would you send me your email, so I can thank you properly, send to: michellekogan@michellekogan.com
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So glad the package arrived safely! My first poetry swap is now officially history! 🙂
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