Best Snuggles Poems
"I will send them without wings so that no one suspects they are angels”.
said God
Snuggles you are such a blessing to me,
but now my treasure is so very sick;
and to God I am sending up a plea.
Snuggles you are such a blessing to me,
but I must accept ... face reality.
Recall you running like a lunatic,
Snuggles you are such a blessing to me;
but now my treasure is so very sick.
Snuggles you are such a blessing to me,
And to God I am sending up a plea;
but I must accept ... face reality.
Recall you running like a lunatic,
but now my treasure is so very sick;
oh, remember when you stole my fish stick.
I told everyone, no more cats for me!
After the death of Patches, I was shattered;
I still had old Smudges, it was me and she,
Oh, a little grey cat all matted and tattered.
After the death of Patches, I was shattered,
Snuggles came in a cardboard box howling;
Oh, a little grey cat all matted and tattered,
A plastic bag held bowls and toys for playing.
Snuggles came in a cardboard box howling,
It was love at first sight, I love her to pieces;
A plastic bag held bowls and toys for playing,
Running, leaping and meowing never ceases.
It was love at first sight, I love her to pieces,
Everyday she must check cupboards and closets;
Running, leaping and meowing never ceases,
Old Smudges and Snuggles run past me, rockets.
Everyday "they" must check cupboards and closets,
They both cuddle up against me when I sleep;
Old Smudges and Snuggles run past me, rockets,
With a sigh, they stay all night without a peep.
They both cuddle up against me when I sleep;
I still had old Smudges, it was me and she;
With a sigh, they stay all night without a peep,
I told everyone, no more cats for me!
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January 18, 2016
Poetry/Pantoum/Snuggles and Old Smudges
Copyright Protected, ID 16-746-887-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, I Love My Pets!
Sponsor, Laura Loo
First Place
My furry friend is a little five pound grey cat,
And within her soul there is so much happiness;
She runs like a streak this way and that way,
And then of course, must have a quiet moment.
But, oh my, she can play for hours and hours,
She leaps and runs and spins in swirling circles;
There is a particular white play mouse she adores,
Carries it in her mouth, I even find it in my bed.
Oh, how she loves her scratching post in the sun,
Sometimes she is hanging up side down, meow;
And did I mention the balls she bats all around,
Then she flings herself on the sofa beside me.
And with a contented sigh she snuggles close,
We can stay like that for hours and hours;
And then, she starts the play all over again,
When it is time for bed, she curls up in a ball.
puuuuurrrrrrr .....
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February 23, 2016
Poetry/Verse/"Snuggles"
Copyright Protected, ID 16-760-941-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the Furry Friends Contest,
sponsor, Royal T
Fourth Place
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Quiet early morning,
Snuggles so very tranquil
And calm soaks the sun's
Warm rays through the window.
She sits still in peaceful trance
As she sees a breath of
Sheer iridescent
Lavender wings flutter
And land upon a green
Velvet lavender leaf.
A serene low hushed sigh,
A m-e-o-w, rewarding
Inspiration quick stroke,
The graceful butterfly
Stirs and flies away.
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5/13/2021
'A BRIAN STRAND VISUAL' Contest Info
Sponsor Brian Strand
~Hot Chocolate Snuggles~
Chilly wintertime
Hot chocolate in plaid mugs
Warm love, pine snuggles!
English Haiku
December 1, 2019
Snuggles spent
in pink and gold
brocade.
Snuggling in mom's
kind heartiness arms
she sweet dreams.
Cozy
all Cuddly
Fluffy
Meowing
cat purring
paw-sitively
do as it pleases friend.
She's
a brown-gray tabby.
12/9/2022
Writing Challenge - Yalto Form - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
3, 4, 2--4, 5, 3--2, 3 ,2--3, 3, 5,--6, 1, 5
Yay! Some cold at last, and even a dusting of snow.
We moved back into the dorm—braving knife-like breezes—yesterday.
It was bracing and heroic - do I want it to warm up?
That’s a hard no.
let’s wax poetic..
Think not of winter as bleak
wrap your steely bones warmly, wear a cap
—for gelid wintertide can bind us together.
Midwinter is the time o' the year to be warm hearted,
to find a companion, a creature fair, a lass (or a manly man)
and suggest a more temperate snuggle— it can do no harm to try.
Think not of winter as bleak
make sweet use of flattery, and face cold’s embrace
likewise, cheek to cheek, with a warming and open heart.
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Snowbird by Rani Arbo & Daisy Mayhem
We'll Sing In the Sunshine by Thornbirds
Was here
Was there
Was nowhere...
She vanished overnight
My darling Mom
Where had she gone
Watching at window
From dusk till dawn
Each day the door would open
With food and drink galore
But all I wanted
Through that door
Was Mom
Now gone forevermore
No cuddles
No snuggles
Just a blanket
On the floor
Oh how I longed
To hear her voice
To feel her touch
I would rejoice
Then one fine day
I heard a sound
Footsteps struggling
On the ground
Was that her voice
Time to rejoice
'twas Panagiota
I ne'er forgot her
Her footsteps slower
Would always know her
Her smile so sweet
With my favorite treat
Mom's home at last
Life's now complete...
dedicated to Queen Irene and her Mom Panagiota ~ together at last
Written 1st February 2022
Contest A STRAND (1063)
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
My kitten arrived in a box,
that meowed, and when I opened it up very slowly,
out jumped a streak of grey fur- but she did run to hide,
no, she inspected everything in her path and not in her path.
My new kitten sniffed Smudges,
my old calico, who tucked in her feet and her tail,
she reached out her paw to touch every toy of Smudges,
and she checked out the food and she gave me a good look.
My kitten did a lot of running ,
and in time came and curled up beside me to cuddle,
so I called her Snuggles and she is so lovable and so fun,
she gets herself in the smallest, strangest places that I laugh.
My kitten is soft and real silky,
just a ball of fur with legs that has quite a big meow,
she is not afraid of visitors and she seems to love children,
and will play with them until she flops down in a purring sleep.
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January 11, 2017
Poetry/Verse/Snuggles The Kitten
Copyright Protected, ID 17-8651-03-0
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
Pretty pussycat purrs perfectly
Until she falls under the sandman’s spell
Stroking sensationally soft silky fur
Satisfies both owner and pussycat alike
Yes, Constance adores her sweet kitty Snuggles!
Writing Challenge 3, August 2019- Five Lines- Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
8/23/19
The grass is brown the trees are too,
the skies a darker shade of blue.
The clouds have lost their beautiful white,
the stars are lighting up the night.
The moon is full and has a grin,
please tell me sir where have you been.
He smiled at me and gave a wink,
his glow so wide I had to blink.
The winds blew in and gave me a chill,
I spied a flake on my windowsill.
My favorite time of year was close,
wiping the frost from my last rose.
The shadows on the lawn are casted in blues,
Autumns turned in for a winter snooze.
I'm all snuggled in warmed by him,
beneath the moon we're staying in.
"Upon my lap it's safe garden pleasance,
deep in its soul a rumbling purr."
Quote by poet
Dulcet golden summer light lay upon
her long feline fur of chocolate mousse.
She sensual moves soundlessly through loose
half written poetry sheets, then she's gone.
Warmth of deep and passionate emotion,
on her paws nears, with grace hugs with her tail,
as she sits submissively. With big pale
green eyes, purrs, and stares up with devotion.
Soothed by her radiant gentle presence
and dawning affection, looking cozy,
but in Pandora's box being nosey.
Do not rein her private garden pleasance.
Tell your son how much you love him
Tell him every day
And if you have more than one
Hug each in a special way
Snuggle with your daughter
on the couch or on the bed
Sing her a sleepy-time lullaby
Kiss her lightly on the head
They'll be gone before you know it
faster than the blink of an eye
Make sure they know you love them
before it's time to say good-bye
Snuggles was a rescue who desperately needed a home. And I said yes. I will never forget the
day she arrived in a tattered box. She was terrified and skinny. Was supposed to be 5 years
old, but looked like a kitten. I found out that she was just five pounds. I reached in the box to
touch her. She was so matted and her fur felt rough. When, I lifted her out of the box, she just
struggled so much I lost my grip and she headed for under the bed, she stayed for a few days.
That was the beginning of our journey,
each day was a step closer to trust and love:
soon, she let me wash her and brush her shiny,
after that, I brushed her every single day speaking softly;
as she purred me a song.
Snuggles became a delightful pet cat,
she had an amazing sweet personality:
loved people and they said she was so lovely,
I taught her to walk on a leash and we went everywhere;
I was so proud of Snuggles.
Oh, those eyes were so pretty, each different,
one green, and one gold, but sometimes not:
she loved to play and she loved to cuddle up,
I had Snuggles until she was 14 and each day was beautiful;
she filled my days with sunshine.
Quote " Dogs are not our whole life ,but they make our lives whole." By Roger Carus
When his soulful eyes gaze at me
As he snuggles into me, on my knee
Very demanding dachshunds are
His high pitch bark, could see me far
His qualities are great,~ apart from the bark
Don't need an alarm, he's up with the lark
Wouldn't have him any other way
For Reggie is here to stay
Deep in this heart of mine
Yes he's simply divine
Loves to chase his ball
Been like that from he was small
He will be two in December
Same month as me ~ always remember
Loves his food and treats
His needs are met~ he sure eats
He loves to bury himself into his fleece
Makes a den with cushions so at peace
Then falls asleep
Looks so cute can make me weep
Dogs are true loyal friends
That love us too the ends