Badger Poems

A massive delta wing machine
Big heavy fighter going after Soviet bombers
Hunting them over the North Sea
Armed with big guns and heat seeking missiles
Ready to splash the enemy communist planes
Before they can drop or launch their nuclear weapons
On Britain which stands...Read More

The hoarfrost bites the tender limbs, with hard snow on the ground
The water surface mirror like, in the forest there's no sound
The footbridge wear a coat of ice, flashing in the sun
Awaits steam blowing joggers, out on their morning run

The...Read More

What Party Are You?

Huh?
Does it matter?
Who I voted for? 
I am alive, 
so it was legal. 
I have not been dead, 
for thirty years. 
Surely that is enough. 

If I tell you this or that, 
you will condemn me
for the...Read More

You march calling for taxes on
things that you think we should not eat,
tax the soda, tax the chips,
and above all tax the meat!
We point out that you have no right,
you stamp your feet and raise your voice,
utterly convinced that we
should...Read More

Lion 'bout grabbing tiger by tail

Holy mole lee
watch out fowl, balladeer
look out... i.e. donkey kong
primate doth share
footloose slothful writing,
essentially swiftly tailored hare

reed styled mountebank
gets made by mice elf,
an imperfect triangulated square,
while "fake" charioteer
looses neigh scent horsesense
glomming "fake" papier

mâché piñata across...Read More

The sparrows and cardinals
squabble -
hedgerow turf wars.
Sudden low evening rain.
Do the trees weep, or does the sky?
Anger seeps into drywalls
fills eyes with a restless acrimony. 

Yesterday the sun was a brightness
on the wrists of small boys.
They played out a violent...Read More

Clerk: All rise!  Now that His Honour is seated,
This district court is declared in session.
Let us do credit to this noble profession,
And ensure that all are properly treated.

Judge: Mr. Grey, what is your client's complaint?
Grey: Your Honour, he says...Read More

Turtle by the Door


The bears and wolves are few;
one threadbare widow mourning,
two grays as consumptive as smoke.
The large dwindle,
their bodies grow more awkward,
more at odds.
The heavier beasts sway
like drunks in the scant woods.
Under a pelting dark they come.
Beneath a stabbing...Read More

We'd wash it down with a bottle of pop, that fizzled and tickled up our noses
and when we'd done we'd get up again and maybe to gather  some posies

We played in cornfields with corn up over our heads,
the cornflowers...Read More

Office manager Mr. Honey Badger called his administrative assistant Mr. Bloodhound into the office. Honey badger was extremely mad because he looked out of his office window and could see that the folks in the office were whispering and snickering...Read More

“The plastic is filling the sea,” we said,
“A million more tonnes before tea,” we said,
“Oh no,” she said,
“OH NO!” she said,
“But how would I look with a FRINGE?”* she said, 
“Would I bang with bangs?**
Would I look the part?
Would it...Read More

A Honey Badger's on the prowl....

"Don't mind if I do help myself 
With some honey as you guys swarm me
Loudly buzz about my ears, and incessantly sting me
You're all upset that I'm trespassing? Deal with it
Stay mad. You can't drive...Read More

FEARFULLY I AM DIZZY As I stand up to the honey badger--

Sprinkling fluorescent muted dots of racing shadows,
Fatefully  anxieties hypocrisies dilemmas,
As vertigo swirls away constants fathoms.
"I stand up to the honey badger"


“I fear not the bee stings but run...Read More

Dreamscapes inundate;
I am trapped in-between them;
No escape is visible.
Fox comes on the edge;
Four-legged animal guide,
Offers me spirits advice;
Yes, I will follow;
Dreamscape slows; we are in woods;
Among the wilds, I will learn.
Badger and wolf come;
“Join us”; spirits sent by God;
Dream guides...Read More

The force of my thoughts is a force to report,
Attention, no Deficit, Hyperactive, no Disorder, call it slaughter
when Hyperfocus onslaughts play hocus pocus with my thoughts,
a tornado, a hurricane a monsoon loom and taunt
a brainstorm of sorts in a sonic...Read More

Little fox silver;
Brings badger and wolf in dreams;
Sharing wisdom of spirit;
No need for language;
I merely follow them all;
In the astral dream classroom.
...Read More

Deep inside the hollow tree lives the humble bumble bee,
making honey all day long with its busy buzzy song.
Up above within the leaves the energetic weaver weaves,
snatching twigs and leaves with zest feathering the bestest nest.
As squirrel watches from his...Read More

On “The Wind in the Willows”

Four fine fellows
the badger, the toad, the mole and the rat
under the weeping willows 
in confusion sat
you could see they were wise
wealthy, cultured and couth
together they wrangled their minds with the truth
their fear, awe, nostalgia,...Read More

On “The Wind in the Willows”

Here the badger, the toad, the mole, the rat
bask in heaven’s misty water garden.
On lazy noon they drift upon their craft
in pages of a world far from modern.

Sleepy, dreamy, grassy, mythical mood,
willows dance and sway...Read More

I grew up in Bath in the nineteen nineties
wearing short shorts over tighty whities,
while Bath were champions of English Rugby,
a beautiful city farfetched from ugly.

We played on Stilts and had Yo-Yo's,
skateboards with logo's,  
Tamagotchi's, Slinkys and Pogo Sticks,
a string...Read More

Waggery waggery a blown-up man
He was so fidgety when I was ten
He tossed up his head to make good his wager
He wanted to be a Sergeant but became a badger
And bully-ragged Harry our village mailman.  

Waggery waggery galloping down...Read More

Upset and Trump Won Bet

Again, as usual, Trump will win the bet;
Has caused everyone  to become upset;
Will swager;
Also badger;
Get his own way only himself does let.

Jim Horn

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 mallards... a pair
koi carp can't compete... duck feet
strang orange shapes
~
sunshine... summertime
fickle spring... climate changing
muted cuckoos
~
Jenny wren... begging
let summer have its way
seasons confound spring
~
first orange tip
fluttered by... seeking partners
tortoiseshell denied
~
sloe... blackthorn blossoms
cover branches... bumper crop
sloe gin... matures
~
the rose of love......Read More

      A hibernating badger awoke

      And said, "If this is Spring it's a joke,

      "This is no fun,

      "I can't...Read More

I've been watching too much Winter Olympics;
I dreamed  I was a figure skater last night.
I arrived in the arena like a skating swallow,
swirling round the ice with the swish of fencer's epee,
an Elizabethan-style codpiece harnessing
my ridiculously-enormous, lycra-wrapped manhood.
The audience...Read More