Against His Wishes

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #553

Words:  against, star, flower, shot, beneath, beat, open,
        prowl, growl, shelf, slip, crow

Beneath an open shelf,
a growl emerged.  Hope
that raccoon and his
buddies are not on 
the prowl, slipping 
into the house
against my wishes,
he thought.  On this
warm night of stars,
he could smell a flowery
scent of jasmine, as
he stepped outside
looking for signs
of entry.  Zoom!
A raccoon shot out
of an egress terrifying
a nearby crow, who beat
his wings and took off
with a clamorous caw.
Maybe, I should move
to the woods, and deed
the house over to them.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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11 Responses to Against His Wishes

  1. lifelessons says:

    Ha. Masterfully done.


  2. dsnake1 says:

    There seems to be a lot of action in the night. Enjoyed your story. 🙂
    Thanks for the comment at my blog. Somehow it was directed to my spam box. Blogger seems to be misbehaving lately.


  3. Stacy MS says:

    what a cute poem! made me chuckle. i have my own raccoon, he seems to think my outside trash can is his mini amusement park!


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