You don’t see me.
Mouth full of food.
Acorn. Or chestnut.
Round and round the mulberry bush
Sycamore I think.
Non native – like you.
Been here years you plead.
Family all work.
Pay our taxes.
People don’t like our colour.
Looks fine to me.
It’s the accent, cant shake that.
I only wanted to take a photo.
Congratulations to Christopher Lough for winning December’s “Poem of the Month” Contest! It was a very difficult choice, but his intriguing piece “Squirrel” came out on top. A very big thank you to all who participated.
Here is a bit about Christopher:
Christopher Robert Lough is a Scottish writer, primarily writing poetry and non-fiction, who by day works in a call centre as a customer services representative. Currently calls Nottingham home, in a self-imposed reasonless exile.
He has an HND in Countryside Management which was a natural progression for furthering knowledge of animal behavior and the environment, as well as following his passion for all things ornithological.
Has been cursed with a zeal for travelling and has done time in Asia, Antipodea as well as Europe, which offer an endless well of characters, smells, sights and sounds to draw (or write) from.