imaginarygarden Flash 55 PLUS!Imagined By Kerry O’Connor
“Thus, today’s optional extra bit of inspiration for your 55-worder is the concept of SPACE. ”
Leaves have fallen from tree and bush.
Now, I see further than summer allowed.
The world is a bit bigger, emptier, plainly
revealing the squirrel’s drey in bare limbs.
A cradle the wind will rock on blustery nights,
then, knock at my rafters wanting in.
Huff and puff for I’ll be cozy in my den.
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Now, I see further than summer allowed.
That is a superbly worded line, Debi. How I wish I has once seen a squirrel’s drey.
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I was able to visualize ~ to sense ~ every word of your poem .. how lovely.
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Love that ‘brick house’ ending, Debi. We have birds and rabbits, no squirrels.
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Now I see further than summer allowed…. one reason I love fall so much. Huff and Puff indeed!
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I love the feeling of being “cozy in my den” in late fall and winter.
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Love the fairy tale tone of the piece.
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Nice take on the prompt!
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then, knock at my rafters wanting in.
Huff and puff for I’ll be cozy in my den.
The poor squirrel. Blustery windy nights are very unkind to them. One can’t really help them but to remain indoors ourselves!
Hank
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I have always felt leaves of summer to lock me in… and yes from the inside the views are perfect.
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