Best Bog Poems

My descent was gradual, sedge meadows with wondrous pink orchid variations visited by never identified damselflies, my head starting to swim; erasing time, giving way to a dark canopied wetland of black spruce, difficult to traverse, sloping deer trails the safest path to take, avoiding...

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They’d crossed the great divide, to the other side of the ‘Oh My God River’.
Our Trolls were struck by the ‘Bridge Too Far’, it set their hearts, to quiver.
Yes, their curiosity and their great big Troll hearts; were pounding all a twitter.
Well, surely you must...

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We've slogged through bog and briar.
To coddle the pond "tranquility".
This emerald within an emerald
of tender water~ lily harmony.

Indian paintbrush to whisk a memory.
Winged flutes seep gently from maple trees.
Her sweetened songs will tear the eye.
If you let it be-just let it be.

The sun glances of...

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encountered last Spring...exuberantly too far, 
hiking deep in a Minnesota forest-bog, almost 
dreamlike... Mosquito clouds engulfed me
                            ...

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Listen well my droogs
the prevention of free will
leads to prestoopnick...

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"Bloodbath in the Bog"



Bloodbath in the Bog
Leeches go down hard on turtles
fattened egos in a feeding frenzy

agitated mosquitoes land on the slime
to take a taste
grinning hares race each other out the gates

wasting life and time
smoking the green grass 
eating all the pretty flowers

(LadyLabyrinth/2020)




"Edible Flowers" /...

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ghostly lilypads
brightly adrift in moonlight
alligater sleeps...

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There was an old man who lived in a bog
And he owned a hog
Each time the hog farted
The old man darted
right out of the back door....

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As told by The "Redoubtable Marmaduke" the fog bog jogging hog


The odd bog dog
Was known as such
Because he lived on a log
By a bog
And everyone thought that was very odd

Now; the odd bog dog who lived on a log
By a bog
Was very fond of spending...

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When Sunday dinner is through
There’s something you must not do
Don’t flush Yorkshire Pudding
It could cause bad flooding
In toilets - wee paper or pooh!

Inspired by story on Sky News - you know me guys I just couldn't turn down the opportunity to do a limerick!

2/24/19...

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I was once told a story, of the wee folk of Bensham Bog; they live in carved mushroom houses that are shaped like bullfrogs and they ensure the survival of creatures there. They travel in petrified skins of bananas and are rarely ever seen yet,...

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The bog of Incredible Stench
Not a place I knew of when young
Not a place I'd ever contemplate going to
Not a place I'd recommend – learning cure?
@Not a place I want to be@  

Why do so many do so many regrettable things
Evita – no regrets?...

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Deject jejune muck
Underarm hollow tax cows
Nods lone land per hoof
Grasshopper a widower 
Yelps fable ape logy bog...

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On the subject of an unwanted water feature...

Water, water, everywhere
In rushing rivers down the wall
As loud as grand Niagara’s Fall
In to the Wobbly Bog
Pouring, pouring, endlessly
Insistent flow of running stream
Unwanted runnels carved through dream 
Swelling the Wobbly Bog
Soaking, soaking, soggily
The puddle deep, the muddy ground
‘Tis...

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Cassidy was a curious dog;
One day he walked into a bog,
Coming out, he looked about,
He couldn't see and began to pout;
Because he’s a sludge caked dog!
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