Best Sniffs Poems

As a young boy
    I watch with interest the small man
   Wolf Hunter - a wise father of the hunt


He...

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When sea gods invisibly show their glory
They’re escorted by their elusive sea army;
Vow before them, their loud rhapsodic chords play,
As heard in light of blue...

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~Chasing Bigfoot~

Across the Bayou Waters
Into vast trails of wilderness
I follow a sound, a sullen scent  
---footprints

He was out there,
hairy large and in charge

Drugs under...

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muddy, dying pond
green confronts cloudless blue sky
my dog sniffs and snoops...

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Down through the thicket,
Over and across the forest bend,
A tail sways, as the wind lifts leaves
of red and yellow.

Aside a pond kissed with moss,
we take...

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Watching Blackie
Counting sheep
His heavy head
Flops into sleep
Soon enough
His ears do twitch
Muffled barks
Some fervent sniffs
Then his paws 
Begin to stir
Muscles ripple
Beneath his fur
I imagine
What canines dream
Chasing...

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In the beginning there was a lonely word but soon after
            there was no...

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I stand naked wrapped only in the truth
you vile, loathsome reptile.
My contempt of you is limitless
as I have been force-fed your hypocrisy.
Your postulations are lost...

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I walk the roads of countryside
To get back home at night
I keep my feet on well worn path
The full moon is my light

I move along...

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26.

A stationary bicycle
Never travels very far.
Nor sniffs the meadow flowers
Or sets the evening star.

It is far from me to criticize
The direction that you ought...
But it...

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a
lovely
dragonfly
hovers over
a fragrant lotus,
that grows in the floodplains.
The dragonfly sniffs the spice
that emanates from the lotus,
darts here and there in search of nectar.
A  frog...

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I can watch the neighbors from my front porch 
My favorite is a child of barely three
With curls gracing her head in a shining glow...

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Slouched in the chair, with the lights off
Bottle in her hand she’s 
Amused, by the illusions she’s having
No parents, dropped off at the steps of...

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Quietly I sit,
 eyes trying to clear out the cobwebs of sleep.
Coffee, strong and dark in hand
 I step silent through the yard
 traversing the...

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As I enter the volleyball game
I hear
The hustle and bustle of the crowd
Shuffling towards their seats.
Everyone settled. The audience marvel and chit-chat.
The judge raises his...

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