Most of my poems are from what can best be described as my "Blue Period", aka "The Dark Year of the Restless Soul".

Ode To a Squirrel

It sure looks like fun

Poised in the trees

Lord and master

Of all that you see

Seems like you always

Do as you please

Sometimes I wonder

Do you get fleas?

Flitting and flirting

From this limb to that

A gymnast, a tumbler

One great acrobat

You make all that danger

Look like old hat

Sometimes I wonder

Will you go Ker-Splat!

I could an actor

Or maybe an Earl

A millionaire rock star

Surrounded by girls

Of all the wild things

To do in this world

Some days I'd rather

Just be like that squirrel!

© 2018 Hal Gall

Comments

Hal Gall (author) from Bloomington, IN on March 07, 2018:

Squirrels are neat little animals, except when they trash the bird feeders! Thanks for the comments.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on March 06, 2018:

This is an amusing poem! I see squirrels very often where I live. The next time I see one—which may be as soon as tomorrow—I'll be thinking of your poem.

Hal Gall (author) from Bloomington, IN on March 06, 2018:

Thanks!

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on March 06, 2018:

Such a pleasant read! The subject and form both inspire a happy mood.

Hal Gall (author) from Bloomington, IN on March 05, 2018:

I've been seeing them around more lately. Won't be long before the warm weather is here. Thanks for stopping by!

Mary Norton from Ontario, Canada on March 05, 2018:

Oh, watching squirrels is a form of entertainment for me at the Cottage. I am so looking forward to seeing them again this Spring. This is so true of them.