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Moonlit Garden

What hides amid the darkness,

absent of the sunlight,

In the dimly moonlit garden,

deep into the night.

 

Yesterday's glimpse of a weasel

hiding in my well,

led me to wonder, a curiosity

I need to quell.

 

I may set up a night cam,

to snap jumping frogs

and capture the visitations

from prickly hedgehogs.

 

Hopeful there would be a fox,

two cubs by her side,

a whole field of brown mice,

cute and beady eyed.

 

Escaping underground tunnels,

munching with delight,

rabbits target my pot marigolds,

fluffy scut tails white.

 

Definitely a grey squirrel,

not red, with bushy tail,

maybe a long snouted shrew,

sniffing out a tasty snail.

 

Imagine the graceful barn owl,

silently in mid flight,

hunting down nocturnal prey,

illuminated by moonlight.

 

By dusk an impressive air show,

performed by acrobats,

I worry though we may encounter,

the horror of a “dirty rat”.

 

Maybe I won't buy that webcam,

let my imagination run free,

all wonders of the natural world,

are welcome to live here with me.

 

nature.

◄ My New Pet

Why Worry ►

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julie callaghan

Thu 11th Jun 2020 09:45

To webcam or not to webcam? that is the question.

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