Belated Tuesday poem: (haiku)

June 24, 2015

The scant electric tree
sheds a furred question —
let the answer comfort

dead possum

dead possum

Poor little guy found under power poles on the way back from my usual café. I think he* was electrocuted, rather than hit by a car, as there is no sign of injury. Some people in Australia hate possums, but I admire them for their ability to live amongst us, running over roofs and reminding us that we aren’t totally divorced from nature.

Off to do a reading soon of nearly all new material. God but I’m prolific! Prolific as a healthy possum with access to unlimited fruit. Which is, I hope, what a possum sees after death.

Other Tuesday poets are more punctual. Read them here.

*I can’t see a pouch, so I assume he.

7 Responses to “Belated Tuesday poem: (haiku)”

  1. Ah, poor little guy indeed. And a respectful and mysterious little poem in response!

  2. pscottier said

    Yes, Michele. These signs on the way to our deaths are worthy of acknowledgement. And perhaps underground power lines!

  3. I don’t mind possums when they are not chewing through my ceiling.

  4. pscottier said

    But the face peeping through was so cute, I’m sure.

    Not so sure about the droppings.

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