Thursday, December 16, 2021 The Squirrel’s Repast

What a squirrel wants, a squirrel eats
Its teeth gnaw away ‘til it’s done
What a squirrel starts, it always completes

Acorns and pine nuts are tasty treats,
Black walnuts are second to none
What a squirrel wants, a squirrel eats

The squirrel is clever, its feet are like cleats,
The race once begun is won
What a squirrel starts, it always completes.

The birds have a feeder with nuts and seeds
The pole is but a fun run,
What a squirrel wants, a squirrel eats.

Its vast stores of energy it never depletes
No matter the quarry’s a ton,
What a squirrel starts, it always completes.

It sees something fiery from the streets,
A gourd as bright as the sun,
What a squirrel wants, a squirrel eats,
What a squirrel starts, it always completes.

If you’ve been reading my blog for awhile you might recognize that poem form as a villanelle. If you haven’t, now you know. This is the third one I’ve written and although the rules are simple, it doesn’t leave a lot of wiggle room. Anyway, aren’t those charming photos? I took them from my kitchen while the squirrel was outside chomping away, oblivious to my intrusive presence.

This has been Thursday Verse Day with Lynniebeemuseoday.

I’ll probably delete when it’s complete with all the right beats and without cheat sheets. Now I wish I’d used the word “cheats” in my poem…