meloostraightfromhertilt-a-world

      Poet's Home             All Poetry       Sign Up!  Login
© 2000-2017 Individual Authors of the Poetry. All rights reserved by authors.   242790 Poems Read.

Search for Poetry

   


Read Poetry
Deportation

A DOOR CLOSES

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

Woman Of A Certain Age

Lost Before You Began



Confetti Universe

Limitless

What If

I Wish You Well (a prayer)

Covering Up Vs Uncovering

What'll I Do, Without You

So You Do

For the Years of Dancing (Dance Hall Days Gone)

Hot Sauce Packet Poem

whern night becomes day

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

A Man Called Tsuris

Now I Am The One Who Chooses To Chose

why not ask the cat?

my words and how they're worth a lot to me

Not A Good-bye Day

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

Heir Egoisto...

The Life of Tigger

Lucky Was Easy

This Home I Long For Yet Have Never Seen

I Feel Fine(r)

Where Did Mrs Smith and Her Little Pink House Go?..

God Created The Universe, Then Look Who Happened

Outside the Window, Frozen

The Tail (tale) She Had Long and Tall and High And Proud

More Poetry >>

 
Features

  Sign Guestbook

Read Guestbook

 
   

Friend Squirrel I Call You  December


I don't know if you have a name
(I have one for you in mind)
all I know is I like you
ever so much

you bring your company to me every morning
I can count on your arrival
like clockwork
with you I do not feel
colder or lonely
we share early conversations that have no voice

there's something so satisfying about dropping
a steady stream of almonds
off my balcony
sweet crunchy rich-ness
they must seem unexpected
yet each day you arrive

what are you thinking
is it
"oh what a surprise the world is..."
after hunger and bitter cold
and a turbulent winter storm
and a thick hoar of ice coating all
then here
a cache of raw almonds

they are scattered
over the ground
near your tree
I can see you traipsing away
a cheek puffed with bounty
are you pleased
relieved
chattering away
the way you do

afterwards your tail flicking west to east
while I gaze down on you from my perch
the balcony
smiling broadly at you
as I bite into an almond with my teeth.



LEGAL COPYRIGHT DECEMBER 11 2016
2:14pm PST
FOR THIS POEM/WORK BY THIS WRITER/author
for this site title meloo straight from her
Tilt-a-world
Melissa A Howells


for friend December







Vote for this poem

Please Comment On This Poem

Comments

 Email Address

 

Vote for this poem