Observing the teenage squirrels at play
and titmice foraging among the leaves
has convinced me.
I’m moving out of my apartment and building
a treehouse. Now that everything’s green,
no one will notice a studio in the branches.
I’ll leave my windows open so the birds
can perch on the sills. I imagine the crows
will be quite interested in my work.
The squirrels can run right through the living
room and I won’t care. Once they’re used
to me, I might even join the chase.
And I’ll observe the strange creature living
in my old place, face glowing, never singing,
never jumping, getting fatter and fatter
as more and more trees get buzzed down.
Happy Earth Day!
For today’s prompt, write an earth poem. The poem can be about nature or the planet. But it can also be about anything or anyone on the planet.

I had a treehouse when I was a young fella, I like your idea of getting back to our earthly roots Bart.
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Thanks, Ivor! I climbed more than my fair share of trees but never had a treehouse.
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We had a huge peppercorn tree in the back yard which was just perfect …
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Love your poem and your plan! 🐿️🌳
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Thanks, Michele! I’ll take down the “No girls allowed” sign when you show up at the trunk.
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Yay! 🙌🏻😄
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This is going in m’blog today – under the heading of ‘Spring in Bart-land’.
The last verse reminds me of a minor rant on Vernon Bradley’s Facebook page. Vernon said – vehemently –
“You’re going no-where – sitting on your fat arses watching daytime TV and eating CAKE!”
Vernon is an extra-ordinary person…
https://www.facebook.com/vernon.bradley.397
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PS – The last line packs the punch – but you know that.
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I hoped it would. Thanks for the confirmation, BB!
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Now you sound like a super duper writer…or a scientist…
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Thanks, CB! Maybe a mad scientist…
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😁
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