Tuesday, 12 July 2011

The Mouse

I cannot recall why
it caught my eye,
the small blob of brown
fur on the ground.
I turned to examine
closer what I had found.
The tiny mouse lay still,
his head hidden, killed?
As if stepped on, left to die
by someone walking by.
For a second the urge of old
to nurture took hold of me,
I squashed it with adult logic
picking up dead mice is not hygienic!
But my child like wonder could not fail
as I admired his delicate foot & tail.
A moment of my time spent, I'll now keep
in honouring this fallen son of Reepicheep.


  1. Wonderful rhyme flow to this one, yeah my cats would just gulp the poor mouse down. I'd never touch it either.

  2. Fun poem! Enjoyed it! // Peter.

  3. awww...nice narnia ref...and compassion extends to all life....nice...

  4. Loved Rep... ouch, I hope he was dead before his last dread.

  5. Whatever else this poem is, I see a respect here for all life..tho written perhaps with a fun denominator. Nice, Abi!

  6. A tender write...but, poor little mouse!

  7. Poor old Reepicheep. Sometimes cats get interrupted or distracted and do leave it whole, because they have that stage after the kill when they play, almost as if denying themselves the fact of death, to prolong the game. It's only then you can contemplate it's completeness; to be seen as mother nature designed it. In this state of perfection, it somehow then assumes a life of its own; a life that's just just as you have so realistically but very poetically described it, Abi. This is a lovely, lovely poem.

  8. Fabulous! I often come across mice, shrews and rats in my garden, left there by our Masters of Hunting cats. They can often be seen playing with them and sometimes get bored and walk away from a poor half-dead creature. I confess, I don't pick them up, half-dead or completely dead. I leave good old Mother Nature to do her stuff.

  9. The rhymes fit absolutely beautifully and I couldn't help but smile even though it was sad. Very lovely.

  10. Adult logic is overrated! Great piece!

  11. Just a moment.. it wont hurt I think. Too much thought might ruin some good moments.. Good verse, this! :)

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  12. Lovely, emotionally strong and your child like wonder may hold it in heart forever...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya

  13. oooow so sad but innocence of wonderment in being a child you have painted not only about the wee mouse & such but much much more i get from reading this it is very beautiful I am so enjoying the many pieces of poetry you have here also thankQ for sharing you work with me I am very grateful always beez :*)

  14. Thank you all for your wonderful comments!

    Most kind as always.

    Abi :)