Best Playing Possum Poems

Politics is a cat-and-mouse poker game,
	     Some play it well,
others not so much
Amateurs show their hidden hand,
they got an easy-to-spot tell
But...

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Playing possum
            to an Alaskan grizzly
        ...

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Emblazon pigment leaves in autumn 
    Sun's lull shadow playing possum.

Autumn rich hues of amber, anticipating
  Slowly trembling, slowly falling,
 ...

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I've got a fist full of Buddha,
And a fist full of Rand,
A pocket full of Jesus,
And the other's filled with sand,
That's in case I need...

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I have come to accept the possibility
that I, myself, may be partially to blame       (my compost pile of shame)...

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My garden is unfolding before my startled eyes.
Each blossom as it opens is a welcome, glad surprise.

The daffodils are blooming and spread sunshiny cheer,
While the...

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Betty was bonafide crazy. She had shot her husband after a night of drunken quarreling, and was in the state mental hospital instead of being...

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A vision, crimson wave
full of laughter pushing through
manor shore, stunning roses
in its beauties grace flew.

Yesterday not forgotten
lay infectious from bottom blossom,
up like leaves in autumn
sun's...

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Silently signaled,
Eagerly early
Spring overtakes
Not left behind
I hurry to find
Clippers and rakes.
Each bud and blossom
Quits playing possum
Appearance makes.
Responsive resurgence, 
Fixed on fast forward,
Nature awakes.

By: Joyce Johnson


Won...

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and so it begins…

I lay here dormant
playing possum
peeking warily
and wearily
beneath the rotted leaves
of Autumn’s glory
testing the air
with a daring shoot
telescopically assessing
the tenor of the wind.

Oh,...

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I like travelling a lot 
that’s why people are
often giving me guilt trips.

I like to drill and dig holes
that’s why people always bore me.

I like...

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never poke a sleeping bear
he may be playing possum
waiting to turn you into
a morning snack quite awesome
who can calculate 
the cost of any scratch
without putting...

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Winter is surly.
Eagerly early,
Spring overtakes.
Not left behind
I hurry to find
Clippers and rake.
Each bud and blossom
Quits playing possum.
Appearances make.
Responsive resurgence,
Fixed on fast forward,
Nature awakes!

By: Joyce Johnson
1/28/10...

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Beware the bug playing ‘possum; especially if it bites or stings!
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