Every day, a photograph, a poem. Today I change my format, although since I write a bit of prose about the photo, it’s still a prose plus poem, though not haiku.
I wanted to write about “place of calm” with a photo from April, but this photo from April of last year caught my attention.
Our little cat is a hunter and the mice, she can keep. But the birds— we don’t let her out when birds are swooping in to feed on the seeds in the yard. She’s just too quick.
But here you see her wishing she had hid well enough to surprise a little finch or chickadee. Fortunately, they are mindful of the cat in this yard. I’m sure they share in their song, “Beware in there a cat hides flat.” They alight, grab a seed, and fly off— all too fast for the cat, thank goodness.
I hid, I crouched in waitSheri Edwards
Too fast, she lit and left.
1138 days of posts in a row
For a bit on the writing process, see What Else Disappointment
Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart