The grey squirrel scrabbled down the railings to prop up on its haunches, demanding it's daily peanut tithe. Sorry, bud, I'm out!
the squirrel's chitter
translated to plain English
would have scorched my ears
#haibun #haiku (#130Story: translated)
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Changed channels
to watch boats drift
along a peaceful fjord.
#PenYourTen: channel
— § —
the unguarded grape
no formal invitations
in the blue jays' realm
#haiku #575prompt: realm
#micropoetry
