Best Muskrats Poems

...November’s raindrops shiver as they fall
Its cold grey weary sky must fade away
As winds become that howling siren call
To leave the cooling ponds in winged ballet,

As soft trickling cold strea......

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...Alligators, Aardvarks; Arctic fox and hare. Also Armadillos and Asses will be there!

Bobcats, Beavers, Boars; One Blue whale will do! Bovines and a Booby (maybe 2)!

Caribou & Camels; *Cavies & ......

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...On the Sixth Day

On the sixth day God created the animals
Oh what fun creating the animals;
Rolled up each sleeve to create all the animals
On the sixth day.

God made cats and dogs and hogs ......

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...I am a semi-hoarder; not quite there yet, but on my way
because I love having things sit around in piles.
Piles are a comfort to me.

If you put my clothing into drawers I may not find them again......

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...Swans - thrump-thrumping
practice take offs and landings

Geese honk
file flight plans

Muskrats build
mud and stick domes

Beaver maintenance crews
make ready

frogs retreat
while the m......

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...From the Painted Desert, head west
Past sagebrush, brittle bush, desert scrub
And The Petrified Forest at rest
To the Rocky Mountains above
Go past the Continental Divide
Below Douglas firs and ......

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...Cattails grow up out of my muck
taking root in  the mire on my bottom

creeping along in my soft blue clay,
shooting up in long cylindrical spikes
with a velvety fruit, encouraging

red-winged......

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...Placid pond, the stillest place on earth.
Don't hate the pond scum, appreciate it's worth.
If you want to be with me, then just be with me.
I am the pond scum, please hear me.
 With a belly full ......

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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 fingers and a dash of souther......

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...Cold Comfort


And so the ducks of season – fled
left me standing – holding bread
as leaves – fresh fallen - drifted by
the tears of trees that couldn’t cry.

The muskrats weave their mounds ......

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...Dampened earth announces its worth
with rotting leaves, moss on trees.
Dew’s panache from morning’s wash
mystic glow with sighing sough.

Senses heightened and enlightened.
Hare bides h......

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...I once was an open book, long ago, when naive.
Before I learned to really look and motives perceive.
But after years of hurting and living life bereaved,
I chose to find my private space…happiness......

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...Magnificent marauders masquerading magically might mean 
Messy mollusks masticate marbled marigolds momentarily. 
Maybe. 
Moreover, momentous mosquitoes might make marvelous mini-muffins mixing ma......

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...The dolphin will roll in them, everyone assured the judge of the day.
Of course, he did too, because every dolphin loves to roll and play.
He may squash the flowers, some argued. Can we give it to ......

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...Sunlight entered the aquamarine potting shed from the east
Beating the master gardener by a few minutes or steps
Ruffled marigold seeds were waiting to be planted in seedling trays
It was March th......

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