Rodent (Notevember 2020, #6)
Acorns. Scorned by humans
Pinecones, too
Wasteful, wasteful
With things that are tasteful
Prized by squirrelkind
Month: November 2020
Blade (Notevember 2020, #5)
Knife?
This is no mere knife, young man
But a keris!
Not just metal, in this blade, no
But a culture, a people, a history
Potion (Notevember 2020, #4)
“Hortense?” The Witch called for her apprentice. “Hortense!” Sigh. Where had she gone off to this time?
“Yes, mistress?” came a belated response, along with a ruddy face peering in…
The Darkest Hour (Notevember 2020, #3)
I climb up the mountain, in ritual garb
Once white, now full dusty and rent
My legs have been torn by the plentiful barbs
That grow on this path of ascent
I yearn for the summit, I long for the peak
Wisp (Notevember 2020, #2)
Don’t worry, I’ll be fine
In the forest, on my own
I will walk beneath the pine
Feeling like this place is all mine
Pumpkins on your porch…
Fish (Notevember 2020, #1)
I mustn’t eat it – this I know
Because my Master told me so
“This here is Bubbles. He’s my fish”
“He is a friend – not Kitty’s dish”
So I resolved to undertake a mission…