Sunday, September 10, 2017

in the wake of the impending cold


                                                                                           Author: Gerardo Noriega
Image: A Mexican gray squirrel  (here)

the 12 given words:
shelter map path sweep ground push 
beach funnel power surge wake spin

a sheltered life
she needs to map a path
as all mothers do

for a sweep of the battle ground
to push from a beachhead 
in a funnel formation
powered by sheer determination
to survive the winter

a surge of elements
in the wake of the impending cold
where a spin of strategies
relevant to little animals
in their hibernation prospects
are to be adopted

Brenda's Sunday's Whirl Wordle #316
Mary's at PU's Poetry Pantry #370
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19 comments:

  1. BlogorattiSeptember 10, 2017 at 8:07 AM

    Beautifully worded and with a hint of nostalgia of dwindling summer days.

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  2. brudbergSeptember 10, 2017 at 9:46 AM

    I can see the squirrels are so very active right now... we have hazelnuts outside our window, and sometimes they come really close.

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  3. Sherry Blue SkySeptember 10, 2017 at 10:03 AM

    I hope that funnel does not capture her. I love the spin of strategies.

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  4. indybevSeptember 10, 2017 at 10:28 AM

    We had an active colony of squirrels until a barred owl took up residence in our woods, and they all sort of disappeared! I miss watching their antics. Loved your poem!

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  5. JulianSeptember 10, 2017 at 10:41 AM

    It always amazes me how you utilise the chosen words so well and end with a fine poem.

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  6. Audrey Howitt aka DivaloungerSeptember 10, 2017 at 11:57 AM

    I often wonder where squirrels go in inclement weather--what a fine poem Hank!

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  7. Pat HattSeptember 10, 2017 at 1:43 PM

    Have to get those digs full indeed before the crummy snow takes seed

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  8. Donna@LivingFromHappinessSeptember 10, 2017 at 1:53 PM

    An ingenious write....I love:

    'for a sweep of the battle ground
    to push from a beachhead
    in a funnel formation'

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  9. MarySeptember 10, 2017 at 3:13 PM

    You definitely have made some good points with your poem, Hank.

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  10. Magaly GuerreroSeptember 10, 2017 at 4:02 PM

    Everything seems to be changing its clothes and putting thing away for winter. Because... it's coming.

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  11. Alex J. CavanaughSeptember 10, 2017 at 5:00 PM

    That was a clever way to blend the elements.

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  12. AnonymousSeptember 10, 2017 at 5:37 PM

    San Francisco squirrels are kind-a spoiled. Like the people. (does that mean anything)

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  13. Rosemary Nissen-WadeSeptember 10, 2017 at 6:05 PM

    Ah yes, the creatures also feel the cold. Nicely written.

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  14. Wendy BourkeSeptember 10, 2017 at 6:42 PM

    Wonderful job on the extended 'battleground' metaphor - for cold weather is, indeed, a battleground for all living things. An awesome little piece.

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  15. MarjaSeptember 10, 2017 at 8:38 PM

    A clever poem about these wonderful creatures

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  16. ThotpurgeSeptember 10, 2017 at 8:57 PM

    Such an interesting direction to take those prompt words!

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  17. Sanaa RizviSeptember 11, 2017 at 4:44 AM

    Beautifully poignant!!

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  18. RommySeptember 12, 2017 at 9:44 AM

    I hadn't thought of the squirrel's increasing activity as a battle to be waged before. It's an apt analogy.

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  19. humbirdSeptember 15, 2017 at 7:32 PM

    Nice use of words, active life of squirrels..

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