Beaver Poems

Moon and stars are crisp
It will be cold tomorrow
Beaver slaps his tail

12-7-19
Contest: A Nature Themed Haiku
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin


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BEAVER LOVE

I have always fancied a beaver me, but: I have this fear, as I live in a log cabin 
Out to town to get my groceries and coming home to find my house flattened

Indiana Shaw . . . ;...Read More

In the wee hours of early dawn
Beaver moon was shining upon
Spreading her earnest radiance 
On the lake that was calm
Her shimmer was silvery bright
Transforming darkness into light
Spilling her numinous beams
She brought so much insight
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Actaeon’s ruins
   (A pagan spiritual translated into the English)

Do not go with the boy with the beaver teeth.
Do not go into that goodnight
Do not go into the suburbs of social good graces
   of creeping affluence where...Read More

                             Goodbye to soaking wet summer
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When opportunity kocks at your door...
Why would you want it closed in the first place?


Date: 09/03/2019...Read More

give me a sign
a scent for i'm
a pelt trapper
by trade and

your trimmed
beaver would
make a fine
hat at that

it wood
for

how many chucks 
would a wood chuck
chuck leaving me all
chocked up believing

i'm all mantle stuffed
but not never getting
enough wood to wood
your chuck...Read More

[A cuppa with mademoiselle Fana Tesfagiorgis] 

I had just driven my ageless self into the Kaufmanns’ 1936–1939 
Frank Lloyd Wright-constructed Pennsylvania getaway:Falling Water Mansion– 
In a 1959 Harley Earl, Cadillac Eldorado Convertible, and in the company 
Of 30-sumthin’ years young,...Read More

Glaciers moved with determined strength 
in their destinies, pushing and upheaving
boulders large beyond belief
and whatever else stood in their paths
while coursing over and through the earth's crust
scraping into creation a landscape
of mountains, cliffs, valleys, moraines,
dumlins, eskers and notches,
kettle lakes, cirques...Read More

pink catkins
of eastern cottonwood-
happy offspring

tree flowering
in the sun-
beaver waits patiently

moon shines
upon her coral blossoms-
cricket chirps



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A cool breeze taunts the open window
teases the hairs on my arms
curbs the fervor of my delusions
riffles through my insanity
cajoles me into a distant gaze
thoughts drifting into night’s allure.

“Would we be loveless without that moon?” 
deprived of its slow motion...Read More

Small train of pack horses walking slow,
five of them, to be precise,
on the shore of this rock-choked river,
opposite where I make my way.

Led by three men wearing buckskin,
one is Injun, must be their guide,
must’ve married into the tribe
or they wouldn’t...Read More

They pursued it with vigor, they pursued it with crass
They hunted with valor and hope
They proceeded with a dose of good Knightly sass
They chased it with tackle and rope

Now King Arthur declared in a boisterous voice
He was tired of the...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

Santa's New Team

Christmas Eve was coming
There was plenty to be done
There were protocols to follow
There were programs to be run

Presents needed wrapping
Elves had duties of their own
They've been doing it for centuries
They could call Christmas in by phone

Reindeer games were...Read More

I live in the woods.
A forest.
Much of it is untouched.
Humans have not been in it for hundreds of years.
Habitat for the wild ones.
We have seen groundhog, beaver, raccoons, opossums, fox, mink,
turtle, squirrel, bunny, deer, fox, and now wolves. 
I purposefully...Read More

the eagle watches me 
from high above 
it has finally come to this 
I stand on this ragged lookout 
this jagged rock 
alone 

my friends are gone 
Bruce "Bear Paw" Perry 
Billy Fly and Blackpowder Bourgoin 
died in these mountains...Read More

in a morning swim the beaver made his route
out early and then had a breakfast to boot
after which he worked on his abode 
by floating logs to help ease the load

tree by tree he fell them just so
they would end...Read More

Deep in the wilderness lies a hidden lake
Fed by a stream from high on the mountain
Water cold, deep and crystal clear…
Untouched by man
Here lives the deer, the fox, the bear
Glass reflecting the proud eagle’s flight
The minnow, the trout, the beaver….
Untouched...Read More

Beside a babbling brook I browse
By a bridge braving bleak winters breeze
Beaver is busily burrowing beneath 
Before bitter blizzards batter beaver’s bunker
Beaver beavering as he barricades the breach

Bedtime beckons before darkness befalls, but my
Bright my blue backpack bounces into the...Read More

Robert Bear was sixteen years and lived south of Jackson Hole.
Where he was tired of a living and the dreams that it had stole.
He wished for peace and quiet so he found a hunting knife.
And boredom washed with trouble would...Read More

Discover
meadow love
laughing in my face

lovely
Queen Anne's Lace
smiles at me

Wild strawberry
is renegade

undiscovered
left by Indians
iris and rose bush

the white tail deer
blue jays and red cardinals
ready hawks
anticipating

raccoon
opossum and beaver
squirrels nests
high in tree

sweet clover for hare
oak's moss carpet
spring lovely

endearing waft
lilac aroma
season shifts to summer

heat...Read More

Eamon heard the rocks skitter away,
scree tumbling down with his every step,
descending from towering Mount Gilborne,
to a lake below where he could rest.

He knew a spot to set up his new tent,
where the conifers came down to the shore,
vibrant blue...Read More

Fu Man Chu

one blade of grass
hero to mask 
not a solemn type post
breath in machine
to ask for Mr. Clean
tragedy tries to lead whole of me
there he lurks
brave at the vibrant head most
change the heart to roast
be the beaver of one...Read More

One day, a wolf sat,
By a babbling brook,
Awaiting a tasty snack.
He spotted a beaver,
His teeth, they cleaved her
Then by hungry bear, he was attacked;
Now he’s in Heaven without his pack....Read More