January Animal Poems

I dread the United States presidential 2024 outcome...

Whereby yours truly presages and doth abhor
nothing short of an imminent civil war
dwarfing insurrection on January 6, 2021
oddly...

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heroic white stag
Keeper of winter light
Protector of frost and ice
He parades into my mind
Bringing peace doves
Showing what innocence can do
The newness of January
Refreshing me
Giving me...

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How exciting; first appreciable (healthy) snowfall 2024...

within hinterlands of 
Perkiomen Valley Pennsylvania 
occurred January 6th promptly at noon.

Virgin whiteness blankets terrestrial realm
bajillion snowflakes tumble out...

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sterile white snowflakes
	coldness covers the still night ~
		snow wolf fluffs its tail

(January Full Moon – Algonquin)...

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Back to normal

The festivities are over, and the morning news 
is about the war in Ukraine, we are told how successful 
their army is shooting...

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Wonderment at existence – mine

a sixty four year old married bloke
born January 13th, mcmlix
under Capricorn sign in general,
and January 13th in particular
who dons online personage
with...

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I walked past the shadow at midnight wondering if it is morning or day light, I look out the window to see what I could...

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hungry
howler...

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Wild animals, also horses that roam,
running wild and accepting freedom's cost.
I've always wanted to give them a home--
to pen them would mean primal essence lost.

Born...

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Time has overstepped it’s years that should be mine
Cut in half while sleeping away in my lair
The snow dissipates, I wake up to the sign
Time...

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In a damp, bluesy club in the middle of the reeds
Two amphibious musicians gathered in the weeds
Stringed instruments of driftwood and canary grass
Played with webbed...

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In my dreams, sitting by the fire, listening
To the sigh of winter’s whispering
Just beyond the window, a mystery
Breathing laughter through the heavens
In stars, shimmering messily,...

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I, Squirrel, now await the coming Spring;
as the ground thaws, my hunt for nuts begins.
To life's sweet treasures, happily, I cling;
from Spring, through Summer, Fall-...

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THE FIDDLER AND THE FROG

A lady frog lived in a pond, though she didn’t live there by choice.
For, unlike most of her species, she had...

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*Image of Hawk Flying by Pixabay.

The Hawk

A crown
   extremes
      as hawk

       ...

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