Category Archives: Critters

Droppings

I dwell beneath some trees, so I have shadebut also droppings from the limb and leaf.Accustomed to the messes birds have madeand squirrels squirt, I don’t feel any grief,but twinges of annoyance can invademy peace. What’s sap or shit is … Continue reading

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Ambient Dogs

Of late there seem to be more dogs around,more water bowls outside the local stores.A multitude of canines can be foundon leashes, even strollers. They’re outdoorson walks, in restaurants, and undergroundon public transit. Most are small in size.But yesterday I … Continue reading

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American Red Squirrel

My daughter photos roadkill that she meets,and maybe that’s why I paused yesterdayto pay attention, walking different streets,to this expired squirrel. But the wayhis body rested, in supine array,exhibited uniqueness to my sight.His chest and belly shone in soft display.I … Continue reading

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Remnants

I heard some clunks against my eastern wall.I woke but turned and soon returned to sleep.Nocturnal yardmates sometimes race or sprawl,and often use those drainpipes as they creepfrom roof to fence to deck to hunt, by crawlor pounce, and fight … Continue reading

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An Alien Existence

I’m contemplating octopuses now(two books after a documentary) –considering its biosphere, and howit constitutes its life philosophy.I glimpse that it could organize and beinstead of lone, a sort of colony:an 8-life cluster of community,with central vision allocating goals,conjoined and never … Continue reading

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Not Noisome Now

Last night I didn’t hear a ceiling sound.No thump or whimper moved me while I slept.There’s nothing musky in the air aroundme now, and nothing black & white has creptperipherally into sight. I foundno sign of skunks today to interceptmy … Continue reading

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Tree Sweets

Persimmons hang like orange Christmas spheresand tantalize this squirrel in the yard.She climbs and stretches so her chest appears,and bites the fruit that is no longer hardthe way it was two weeks ago. On guardand geared for predators, I take … Continue reading

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Scourge Surge

I’ve co-existed with the critters here –the garden is their home as much as mine –and wasn’t overbothered till this year,when building on my eastern boundary line,and now the north, has changed the biosphere.Too many skunks no longer seem benign.I’ll … Continue reading

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Market Musing

I walked 2,000 steps toward south and east,to buy some groceries that filled my pack.I looked at clouds and with the weight increased,I waited for a bus to take me back.I saw the clouds hint drizzle’d come at least.I noted … Continue reading

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Is Something There?

Is something there, atop my place of ease?I’m hearing thumping lately from somewhereabove, that’s like a mammal scratching fleas.Is something there? A roof-explorer in the upper air?Or is a skunk inside, that brings unease?I smelled that musk last night in … Continue reading

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