Face to Face – Snap

SquirrelFace to face we stared at one another –
My furry counterpart and I – Through
Window glass – He or she outside –
While inside – aiming camera lens
Stood I – mystified

Having pulled up the blinds expecting
This long-tailed creature to run and hide
I could scarcely believe my eyes –
When it turned directly toward
The window glass and spied –

Spied me – My size so much greater
Than a squirrel – How could it think
To look me in the eye without a blink –
At once I knew – it had to know that I
Was forever locked inside –

I wondered what might happen if I
Were to give that window glass a tap –
Would my curious opponent at once decide
I’d found within the glass a gap –
A secret way to reach outside –

The thought had barely crossed my mind
When abruptly the creature’s demeanor changed –
As though it could read my mind – it leaped
Up and swiftly scampered away from me –
Though this portrait it left behind –

By Carol Ann Hoel © December 1, 2012

About Carol Ann Ritchey

Life is good because God is good.
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22 Responses to Face to Face – Snap

  1. pattisj says:

    Great shot! I’m glad you shared it with us, Carol Ann. And a poem, too! Nicely done. Now you know what it feels like to live in a zoo. 🙂


    • You’re right! I was the one in the cage. The scampering squirrel was free to roam. This gives me a new perspective on zoos. Hm. My cage has a door, and I have the key. Toot-a-loo! Blessings to you, Patti…


  2. All creatures great and small are prone to bouts of curiousity, it seems 🙂


    • Yes, Michael, we all are curious. This squirrel entertained me. I’m glad I got a photo. He was shaking his tail and quivering his body, which is the reason it’s not as clear as it should be. Blessings to you…


  3. jannatwrites says:

    Awesome picture (and I enjoyed the poem that went with it, too)! He/she probably remembered mama’s warning: don’t stare at strangers and ran home before she found out 🙂


    • I really was surprised when it dared to stare at me. I was inches away, but behind the glass. Apparently, the local squirrels have learned that we cannot get to them. As Patti pointed out, I was in the zoo cage. I think it was wise to run. Mama Squirrel didn’t raise no fools. Blessings to you, Janna…


  4. elizabeth says:

    Beautifully done Carol Ann. Little blessings on which to ponder. 🙂


  5. tekia says:

    🙂 The same thing happened to me only with a black cat. Stopped and saw each other, starring for the longest time until it moved on. I enjoyed this read very much. My piece is titled Night Treader. Blessings to you!


  6. elizabeth says:

    Hi Carol Ann, are you doing alright? Sending blessings your way. ((hugs))


    • My son died early last Monday. His death was not expected. He had a bad flu complicated by kidney failure. He may have taken too many Xanax, also, but we won’t know until the toxicology report comes back. He left me a voice-mail on Sunday morning. He was so sick he barely could talk. I didn’t get the voice-mail until Monday evening. Tomorrow I fly to Orlando for his funeral. It still doesn’t seem real to me. He was only 45 years old. Thanks for stopping by. Blessings to you, Elizabeth…


  7. Carol says:

    I’m very late getting to your post, Carol Ann… love the photo and poem because it reminds me of our squirrels and raccoons who are such curious critters. But then I came to your last comment and I’m saddened to hear of your son’s death. What a shock for you! I send my deepest condolences and prayers for your comfort.


    • My son passed away on December 3. I went back to Orlando for the funeral, and now I’m home again. Thank you for comforting me and for your prayers. I was prepared for over a year knowing my husband would be going home to Jesus. This was unexpected. He had a bad virus, kidney failure, and toxicology reports will show if there was any other influence. I received a voicemail from him the morning before his death. I’m glad that it wasn’t suicide. He was making plans for his life. He expected to wake up the next morning, but he didn’t. I know he is better off now, but my tears must flow. I cannot contain them. Blessings to you, Carol…


      • Carol says:

        It’s been said that tears help to wash away the pain, but I don’t know if that’s really true. I’ve cried my share in years past; it was sixteen years ago on Dec. 17th that our daughter died. We don’t expect to outlive our children. For you to have lost a husband twice and then a son, too… few can appreciate what you’ve gone through, but I am encouraged by the depth of your faith. We can be reassured that God is always here with and for us.


      • I don’t know how anyone could make it without Jesus. He is my strength. I’m weaker than usual right now, but I’ll go to bed knowing that healing will come. I appreciate having someone who understands as you do what it feels like to lose a child, especially one that was wounded in life. How I loved my son, always wanting the best for him, yet having to know of his pain over and over again. I don’t think God would have taken Ray early if he’d been able to rise out of the dust of his addiction. God is merciful. Ray needed Jesus now. Thank you for your comment.


  8. they say animals can sense a person’s intentions. loved the poem and the cute photograph.


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