NERVOUSLY, IMPULSIVELY, SCRATCHING

what happened to all the nuts
planted back there
acorns with their hearts ripped out
all his transports in this cosmic trap
in the breach             the yard could as easily be jammed
with half-buried books
waiting to be devoured

all the same, he darts into hidden pages,
spitefully                   aware his plot was unfolding
more than ever expected

Poem copyright 2015 by Jnana Hodson
To read the full set of squirrelly poems,
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2 thoughts on “NERVOUSLY, IMPULSIVELY, SCRATCHING

    • This world of blogging often becomes a delightful conversation with kindred spirits around the globe. Ideally, we speak and we listen to each other or at least check up from time to time as our schedules permit. Inspiration is usually mutual. Best wishes!

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