Best Hoots Poems

In primrose twilight, summer is still near.
She whispers in my ear; I hear her in
the one lone owl that hoots to only me.
I wake to...

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Metallic city howls like a wounded animal
scraped by nocturnal vigils
of grandchildren and elders
emaciated like tuberculosis lungs
gasping from chug-chugs of tobacco soot...
and the face of a...

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It’s been a long day beneath hot sun,
with sunset looming and daylight done,
came across water with a stand of trees,
deep in shadow with a zephyr...

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Owl Parliament is now in session, so be quiet please.
All whistles, hoots, growls, grunts and screeches need to cease.

As the largest of you all, I’m...

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A gentle hush fell over the pond
The crickets ceased their evening song
Many jewel-toned feathers circled and flew
And perched as tonight's "Idol" audience grew

Poor little bird...

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The old rusty gate CREAKS open,
                   ...

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On a darkened night in a full moon's glow 
Alone, I walk, on a midnight stroll 
Along the trail, where Old Buck roams 
A path...

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Remnants owlish wisdom wafts through nighttime’s purple sky.
Fox settles down with her kits, against a nurturing oak stump.
Meadow and forest perform their nightly slumbering rituals.
Vigilant...

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*Murder most foul. Rod Serling, Stephen King or Ellery Queen?


Picturesque place on the edge of nowhere, small town American life.
Suddenly subject to media glare, reports...

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A scarlet sun bleeds onto a teal sky,
behind branches of a majestic oak.
And shadows ink its leaves in silhouette,
as lonely crickets chirp and bullfrogs croak.

I...

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His squarish jaw, waggles when he thinks,
holding his fingers entwined at his waist.
He stares past his silvery frame, sinks
into mind, until I break in and...

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children's laughter...
a boy and girl carve out
a jack-o-lantern

Deep orange pumpkin gutted
The scent of roasted brown seeds

gasps...
the small lantern's grin and eyes are lit
by flickering candle...

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children's laughter

a boy and girl carve out

 a jack-o-lantern

 

deep orange pumpkin gutted 

the scent of roasted brown seeds




gasps - -

the small lantern's grin and...

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My dear Beloved,

Night owl hoots at me again
beneath a ramp of clouds,
like cozy pillow to my moon 
pinching this letter with anticipation
to tuck my ruffled...

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The winds breathe in evenings soul of darkness,
And night comes trailing a gown, black and velvety;
  Inky  i n k y  black,...

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