Nature Poem PAD April 22, 2015

The Squirrel Proof Bird Feeder

He fills the feeder

with black oil sunflower seeds,

nuts, thistle, and fruit,

because he likes birds

and how they share seed around

the winter table.

The finches and jays

roost with nuthatches to snack––

but squirrels climb up

the iron pole, hang

upside down, contort to steal

seed with teensy claws,

to munch their fill of

Papa’s special blend. He grabs

his gun and shoots once,

popping the squirrel

off the feeder, and again

nailing the other.

He eases back down

into his chair, cocks an ear,

and watches the birds.

Kim King©2015

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