For my arachnophobic friends out there: hurry past the first illustration–I think spiders are pretty, but I understand that you do not!
Short Term Shelter
Under the porches of the house,
amid the floor joists, posts and beams,
cobwebs and dust, dead mice and dreams,
there is a corner one last mouse
still nests in, where a little light
leaks underneath the latticed edge
that skirts the porches, where the hedge
holds lots of insects that by night
fill up his little rodent sides
and round his belly with their crunch;
this nest of his, I have a hunch,
will soon not be where he resides,
because, although he’s now grown fat,
it’s been discovered by the cat.
Rides Upward & Back
Bicycling up into a tree, I paused to see what I could see
between the branches, richly leaved, and saw, if I was not deceived,
a broad, expansive view indeed, and haply so, while I was treed–
but (Woe!) relaxed my braking foot and clocked my forehead on the root–
so, shorter ’twas than was my wont, this little arbor-biking jaunt.
Art-Colored Glasses 
Very fun to read!
The sillier it is, the more fun to *write*, too. I guess that about says it all about me, doesn’t it! 🙂
Silly can be extraordinarily intellectual if one think about it too long. 🙂 🙂 Terri
. . . and vice versa, of course! 😉 😀
I Thoroughly enjoyed your post!!
So glad you did, dear friend! 🙂
Suessian rhymes for all!
I’m still giggling over the last; “Clocked my forehead on the root”…
‘Splains a lot 😉
I can’t deny that there are some things more than a little bit loose and off-kilter in the ol’ cranial cave! Not sure that I can blame it on a head-bonk so much as on my innate character, but oh well . . . 🙂
Chuckle, chuckle…loved it!
Good, good. While I love writing ridiculous stuff, it’s all the better if my friends get some amusement out of it too!
xoxo
Interesting bike ride…
Another reason why in real life I’m safer on a stationary bicycle. 😀
I really enjoyed both of today’s offerings, Kathryn, and, being obedient for once, I noticed absolutely nothing that might cause me the least bit of discomfort. Good thing too, having battled not one but 2 of the vile creatures in my bathroom just a few short hours ago. And people wonder why there’s a can of Raid on the window sill.
You’ve reminded me of Grandpa who, in the suave manner common to my kinfolk, came home from work and gave Grandma–who was wearing a new perfume to impress him–a kiss, sniffed a little, and said, “Have you been using the fly spray?” Maybe if you dab a little Raid behind each ear you won’t be so plagued by the arachnids!
Meanwhile, I must say to you, you’re looking very suave (in the *actual* way, not the aforementioned) these days with your new clean-shaven look!
Well, after I admitted to you that I’d shaved last year, I decided that it was time to ‘fess up and come clean, hence the new avatar. You’re the only person to have mentioned it. That’s ok, though. It took a few of my friends weeks to notice my real stache was gone. An observant lot I hang with, eh?
“arbor-biking jaunt.” scrummy words here Kathryn! Gorgeous! 😀
Thank you, my sweet! I’m so glad I stole a few minutes to visit your blog recently again after too long away–you continue to amaze me with all you accomplish and the beauty of your way of thinking and writing.
I think spiders are lovely too! And so are these two delightful pieces. Love the title of the post!
And now you also know why I’m ‘out of my tree’!! 😀
xo