A light-hearted, quickly written poem about an almost daily interaction in my summer life.
Right into my eyes-
Defiant,
Daring me to rise,
To stop him.
“Don’t do it,”
I say,
Shaking my head,
Squinting my eyes-
As if that will matter.
He looks away-
One step, then another,
The caper is on.
Hurrying now,
The reward awaits.
Remaining seated,
I clap my hands loudly.
He leaps,
Scurries away.
Perky squirrel.
Poetry by Melinda K Zarate
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Written on 2025-07-20 at 15:25
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The Caper
He looks at me,Right into my eyes-
Defiant,
Daring me to rise,
To stop him.
“Don’t do it,”
I say,
Shaking my head,
Squinting my eyes-
As if that will matter.
He looks away-
One step, then another,
The caper is on.
Hurrying now,
The reward awaits.
Remaining seated,
I clap my hands loudly.
He leaps,
Scurries away.
Perky squirrel.
Poetry by Melinda K Zarate
Read 42 times
Written on 2025-07-20 at 15:25
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