Wednesday, September 11, 2013


The whimsical creature scampers
like a white cloud
at the breath of dawn
through the inner city trees.

Like a white cloud,
he brushes the dew
through the inner city trees
flickering in the light and shade.

He brushes the dew,
foxgrapes crisscross a rock wall
flickering in the light and shade,
only the shriek of a blue jay.

The ghost of autumn appearing
at the breath of dawn
amazes the sightseer--
a whimsical creature scampers.
                       --Brenda Kay Ledford

Brevard, North Carolina is a sanctuary for the white squirrels and they are protected by city ordiance.  Two squirrels escaped from a circus years ago and these whimsical creatures occupy the inner city trees today.


Muddling Through said...

How intriguing! I did not know there ever WERE white squirrels. Your poem about them is wonderful!

Magnolia Tea said...

That's a lovely ode to the white squirrel. It's so cute. Thank you for sharing your poem.

Susie Swanson said...

Awesome poem Brenda. I don't think I've ever seen a white squirrel. Take care.

Anonymous said...

Cute as can be and such a great poem. Happy Autumn to you.

Betsy Adams said...

I've never seen a White Squirrel --but have seen photos of them... They are SO much prettier than our old brown ones....

Maybe, since they are so pretty, they aren't as much of a nuisance as ours... ha ha

Have a great month/Fall.

Daisy said...

How neat to see these unique creatures! I love your poem about them too. Lovely images!.

lil red hen said...

How interesting!! I didn't know about white squirrels either. I just saw a red squirrel in my yard a few minutes ago ~ the pecans will soon be ready :)

Janet, said...

I have heard of red,gray and black squirrels, but never white squirrels. Very pretty!

Paula Fraker said...

Wow~ that is amazing, Brenda!! And the poem is wonderful. ((HUGS))

Glenda Beall said...

I have heard for years about the white squirrels in Brevard, but have yet to see them. Maybe I'll drive up there sometime and check them out. Love the photo and the poem.

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