Monday, 9 October 2017

Poetry Monday

Poetry Monday is the brain child of Diane (On The Alberta Montana Border).  You can find her in my side bar.  Jenny of Procrastinating Donkey (also in my side bar) joined in, as did I.  We could use more poets and readers.  Why not join us?  Its fun and it's free.  What could go wrong?
Each week Diane provides us with a prompt just in case we need a little helpful nudge.  This week the prompt is "harvest".
I didn't have a lot to say about "harvest" which is odd seeing as how my folks had a farm.

No Crop Too Small

A scattering of seeds
on frosty white;
a chickadee, startled,
takes to flight
and leaves his harvest
for the mouse
to carry
to his tiny house.
Will he bow his head and pray
on this blessed Thanksgiving Day?


  1. I am pretty certain that the birds and animals do understand gratitude and thankfulness. Perhaps better than a lot of us.

  2. Aww . . . I love this image, Delores!

  3. I can just picture the mouse family at their dinner table:-)

  4. I'm reminded of the 'gleaners' in the fields. Those who come in after the initial 'reaper' have left. They were truly grateful for their bounty! Grateful little mouse gleaner!

  5. I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving and it didn't wear you out. I am not so sure that I can handle doing one this year. I am glad that I have another month to think about it.

  6. It really is the time of year to think harvest!
    I liked your poem.

    All the best Jan


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