Burb Bear Got My Birb Food

 

Black bear came into my backyard last night.

Birb feeder pole snapped-off level to ground.
 

Birdseed eaten, feeder beaten, suet...

bracket bent, while I and my neighbors slept.
 

Busy village livelong day - in starlight...

barely a sound (two nightly trains, except).

Bolder, hungrier, less reason to fear...

Beware there, bear, hunting season is here.



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Aunt Teabody’s Ataraxia Expedition on the Pennsylvanian Escarpment (Episode 2 in the Age of Loneliness Series)


aka:  Mama Timedance and the Lightness of Being


 
 ⬅ Age of Loneliness Series, Episode 1

 

          Ataraxia - Freedom from mental perturbation through the rational act of eschewing all dogmatic beliefs relating to thoughts and perceptions; related to the ancient Greek philosophy of Pyrrho (circa 300 BCE).

          Pennsylvanian - Geological subperiod dominated by large invertebrates (circa -300 Ma).

 

 

 

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all image excerpts by
Barnabás

B.R.O.Y.G.

 

 
Blue daylight clear cloudless sky
Red dying leaves asking why
Orange liar: say bye-bye
Yellow underlying sly
Green amplifier, stay high
 
True delight 'rear clothe-less thigh'
Shed prying eaves basking nigh
Our change dire: Tuesday shy
Bellow! *gratifying sigh*
Between the pyres walking by

Cyanobacteria and Poision Ivy and Covid (oh my)

 

 
Closed, of course, we went to Burlington's shore.
Dozed, did we, forget it's twenty-twenty?
  Nosed, instead, park path to tree-house, no cure.
Rosed, three leaves, surrounded by so many!
 
Church, shops full, sidewalk restaurant tables.
Search, crowd masks; rarely a bare face in sight.
Merch, local: Bern, Ben, Jerry, things maple.
Lurch, ski slope. Is Champy a hoax? (not quite).
 
 
 
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