On mucky, cloudy days
there’s poetry in my pond.
From solstice to equinox;
it crosses winter’s ray.
Admired the woodchuck,
on his groundhog’s day.
Yet, the busy muskrat
chases Eternal clouds away.
Grassy tower stands…
it stirs, shifts, and sways.
Till… last of days.
“As water disappears from the sea,
And a river becomes parched and dries up,
So man lies down and does not rise.
Till the heavens are no more,
They will not awake
Nor be roused from their sleep.”
Job 14: 11-12
We know so much about the groundhog, but it’s the muskrat that stays awake all winter at water’s edge munching on grasses. He’s a busy little thing piling up a tower of reeds and marsh debris to make his cozy abode. I’d say there’s poetry in that… just as you will find over at dVerse, as poets use their imagination with a form of the word “poem”.
Patti Wolf 
So beautiful, Patti! Please, more!
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Thank you for sharing this
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Thank you for sharing the life of a muskrat. News to me. Nature is so miraculous!
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And I agree, he is a busy little bee.
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What a wonderful pond of poems you have here, I love how ‘the busy muskrat chases Eternal clouds away’ and his Winter home looks warm and a true work of art :o)
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I would say there is poetry in that muskrat and your pond. I never thought of how the muskrat lives and strives and now I do.
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Such exquisite imagery in this!😍😍😍
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You made the poem out of the beauty of nature 🙂
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Love your pond… there is poetry wherever you look enough for it.
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Nice sound. I like the muskrat chasing Eternal clouds away.
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These animals are so interesting…. very resourceful. Nice
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Great imagery in this piece. Yes, you can find poetry in all things, even a pond. Thanks for sharing.
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Ah, the muskrat…didn’t know that. A grassy tower indeed. Your pond seems to be a great spot for nature watching😊. A nice write.
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That one line: There’s poetry in my mind,” just thrills me, too–and drats, De beat me to it. But how lovely to think of everything in creation that way.
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Now I know about the muskrat! Love this. Poetry in my pond….and everywhere else too!
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“there’s poetry in my pond.” — YES. I love this.
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