Greetings, intrepid poets! De Jackson here, aka WhimsyGizmo. It’s Quadrille Monday (my favorite!), when we write a poem of exactly 44 words, including a provided word.
Today, I want us to DREAM together:
Though dreadful beasts
may rage and maul,
Just pray that you
don’t fall afoul,
Of this hungry fiend,
She could be your end
She howls at the moon,
A frightful sight
Haunts their dreams
In dead of night
Don’t dare arouse
The Grasshopper Mouse
Poetry and Prose 
Okay, that’s creepy weird! The poem is on the mark.
Thanks Charley, it is a very strange little mouse.
Yes, it is!
Awwwww. Is it weird that I find them cute? 😉
I love this piece. I love that she howls at the moon.
I think they are not really actually mice. I believe they are tiny marsupial hunters. They are cute though.
I do remember the Wallace and Grommit were-rabbit… but this make my skin prickle.
Wallace and Grommit were lots funnier though
This is truly a creepy poem, but I find the odd little mouse cute. I know. I’m weird.
He is cute, the way he howls at the moon like a little coyote
That is so cute.
Hehe! Loving that … very surreal and Edgar Alan Poe-like. Somehow I can’t get away from how cute that squeaking at the moon is!!
He really is cute, quite right
I thought the poem poem creepy and that it was kind of tongue in cheek – the still of the mouse is quite cute. Then I watched the clip and the mouse is creepier than the poem! I didn’t like the way it was chomping on the spider – I felt sorry for the spider!
I was glad he ate the scorpion, though, no love lost there
I’ve never heard of those things, and now that I have, I don’t want to meet one!
I don’t know. Might make a good watchdog
If you get many grasshopper burglars…
I’ve never met a grasshopper mouse … and now I know I never want to meet one!
You’d like them Beverly, just not inside
Never heard of this little critter before – he seems to be the lion of the mouse-world Love your creepy words.
Anna :o].
Thanks Anna; he caught my eye on a tv special
It is a good think I’m not a spider in a field of grasshopper mice.
It’s a tough neighborhood out there Frank. Seems like everyone wants to eat someone else
Cuddly-looking little creature but I have seen a group of women go hysterical when a mouse entered a room where we were watching a movie. Poor mouse.
The mouse screaming in the moonlight might put a run in her stocking
The ending line made me smile Walter ~ Though I will be screaming with the sight of a mouse ~
You probably won’t see that one in your house. I think they’re desert dwellers
Rodents, spiders & snakes–all frighten the crap out of me; but this poem is all aces–levity & truth, backed up in NG video; kudos, pard.
Thanks Glenn. He is a cute little rascal
Hahaha! Great. Love that.
Thanks Qbit
Well, I learned something new here today. That was such an odd thing to see. You made me smile.
Thanks Truedessa. They’re cute little suckers, unless you’re dinner
Whoa! That is one bad-ass mouse! And just before bedtime. Gee, thanks, Walter. I think….
Ooh.. this is a unique take!
Thanks Maria
just imagine if it were the size of a kangaroo it would be a nightmare…but screeching at the moon in wolf fashion is kinda cute but not its eating habit..ugh…
I’d be moving out a here
In a dream, fear can come from anything…even a tiny mouse.
Eek, a flesh eating mouse
Love the post and I was laughing out loud at the video!!! The howling mouse! I’m inside its head and I’ll bet it thinks it’s monster big!!
Like a raging maniac
Well, that was some informative art 😦
🙂
Thanks, ZQ
Love this poem. 👏
Thanks Imelda
Loved it, Walter. A howling beast of a mouse. So funny, but not for its prey. ❤
Thanks Olga