Life With Horace

poetry & essays

rhythm

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red squirrel is graceful
moving in then out for seeds
almost keeping time

I love the rhythmic movement of the squirrels at “their” feeder in the crotch of our apple tree, reaching down to take a seed, then up, then down again. For Day 17 of NaPoWriMo.

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poetry & essays

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