Poemdog

Dogs 2016

THE RESTAURANT IS CLOSED
(11/7/16)

he rants

he raves

he barks
at me incessantly
from a low
hanging
branch

the first raking
of the fall
picks up
far more acorns

acorn shells

than leaves
from beneath
the giant oak tree
in the front
yard

so much
that a shovel
is needed

the squirrels
are not
pleased

the fat

lazy

overfed

squirrels

I do hope
that they buried
well
for the winter