Best Yeti Poems
The Abominable Snowman and The Yeti
Geezus ! what was that !
I saw something outside my cave
And there the footprints leading away
Across the white waste lands of snow
They look kinda big
For it to be me walking in my dreams
And why would I be out anyway
Its so flippin’ cold
Was that the wind I heard moan
Sounded eerie
Kinda creepy
Geezus Christ maybe I am not alone !
Crunching, crunching soft and quiet
I can hear something stealthy
Its coming close
Sniffing and snorting
Maybe it found my pee in the snow
Oh god no !
Quiet ! Shhhhhh I didn’t mean to say Quiet ! quite so loudly
Quiet…………
Maybe it will go away
And I’ll live to see another day
But what’s that !
Has it found my home
I thought this entire mountain was my own
Its coming in !
Oh my God it looks like me
All white and fur and burly
It seems a little cautious though
Hello…. What does it mean Hello !
Hello dinner ! ? I have to wonder
But it has found me
What ever it maybe
Then it said “Hello I am a Yeti”
Yeti…? I think my father told me about Yeti
Strange creatures and oh so solitary
It said quite softly and kinda sweetly
“May I come in if I can?
Its kinda cold out there in the snow all alone”
Now I see it
Its not quite as big as I thought it was
Kinda cute and white a furry
Hmmmm… looks kinda sexy really
So I reached out my hand and said “come on in”
Introduced myself
“Hi, I’m the Abominable Snowman”
She said with a sigh “yes I know”
………. ? ¿ ? ¿
Tibetan monks share colorful lore
Taking wide-eyed listeners from a valley floor
To peaks in the sentinel Himalayas
So how could such holy men’s tales betray us
A dark, furry creature’s outline has been seen
Startling climbers on mountains so serene
Leaving bipedal footprints on pristine snow
Stumping searchers who try to learn where they go
Yeti, the not-so-abominable snowman
Much maligned being of God’s creative plan
Never attacks, just appears and quickly flees
Allowing sighters to suspect what they please
Howling in the pain of loss from lofty peaks
Perhaps for a missing cousin Yeti seeks
One who traversed a lost land bridge from Asia
Then made his way south from the Arctic Tundra
To explore lush forests now U.S. Northwest
Where for centuries Bigfoot has done his best
To elude capture by settlers and hunters
And scoff at ever-hopeful photographers
Publicized encounters still boggle the brain
But only footprints, blurry photos remain
Of man’s intriguing, unevolved ancestors
Scientists think they’re human predecessors
Far smarter than we, they blend in with nature
Appearing now and then in the newspaper
But their imprints on Earth have been minimal
Never chopping trees or scarring a pinnacle
They’ve reason to hide from one who pollutes
One who doesn’t reason, but only shoots
Perhaps these “beasts” we should emulate
Learn from our ancestors before it’s too late
*Entry for Joyce's "The Rhyming Game" contest
Has anyone actually seen a yeti... yeti?
There are some who say these folks are unsteady
Though the truth is a strain
Open minds must remain
So no matter how outrageous, for anything I'm ready
© Jack Ellison 2016
There was a yeti called Kippers,
Who tried to use toe nail clippers,
But his toes were too long,
And it went badly wrong,
So now he wears floral slippers.
Today I flew over the mountains,
and came upon a lake;
I came upon a yeti,
he said his name was Jake.
He looked like he was scared,
like he had seen a ghost,
he told me he was sad,
for he was feared by most.
He was a gentle creature,
and never one to boast.
Poor Jake was just a yeti,
stuck up on his post.
I told him that I’d feared him,
but he was one cool guy;
he suddenly got real happy,
and jumped up in the sky.
There is something grand about
knowing you are not alone,
and having learned my lesson,
I flew on back to home.
By Joseph Christopher Liguori and Robert James Liguori
The waves broke and the sun shone,
As he walked on the beach alone.
Abandoning the shore and heading towards the trees,
The leaves remained still in the calmness of the breeze.
Not a sound could be heard from above or below,
While he made his homeward stroll, ever so slow.
Upon reaching his abode, he clambered into bed,
Closing his eyes, he reminisced of what nature said.
Friday, October 1, 2021
The Abominable Snowman
May try to melt into obscurity,
Yeti remains a glittering star
On the ecological ladder,
After a very, very long climb.
Yes indeed-
Big-Foot is a Leg-Eend
In its own time!
The Abominable Snowman
May try to melt into obscurity,
Yeti remains a glittering star
On the ecological ladder,
After a very, very long climb.
Yes indeed:
Bigfoot is a leg-end
In its own time!
Actually saw the elusive Yeti last week
At Walmart buying a new pair of skis
Not at all out of place
Next to an alien from space
Let Yeti go first in line as survival I seeked
Living way up north in the snow,
was a yeti who was quite gullible,
wanted to keep the peace with him,
so told him I was his next of kin,
I hated to make up a story like that,
but didn't want him to one day attack,
being he lived so very close by,
had to watch out and keep a very wary eye,
But after I told him he'd become warmer,
unlike the days when his temper was stormier,
like a savage he'd do more than kick a can,
acting quite like an abominable snowman,
But now he'd come over for friendly visits,
clearing my driveway with his big gigantic fists,
even clearing the snow from off my roof,
making funny faces and acting like a goof,
I'm glad that he thinks I'm one of him,
he acts a little more happier and a lot less grim,
and as I get older my hair has become snow white,
which is similar to his and causes him delight,
One day my vehicle got stuck in the snow,
and alls he had to do was howl and blow,
my vehicle blown all the way to my house,
saving me a towing fee and a little gas,
He sure his handy to have around,
he does things which constantly astound,
thats why I let him sleep in my garage,
up for midnight snacks I hear his forage,
Thank God he's learning to eat what I eat,
since we were fast running out of yak and sheep,
learning to be a vegetarian he gets more gas,
having to swallow bean-o so he wont cause another avalanche,
When visitors come over he's got to hide,
otherwise they might run and cry,
thats when my yeti will go hang out with the local bears,
and come back home when the coast is clear.
12-18-16
MY YETI
I have a giant sized Yeti
I keep it quite well field
While searching for spaghetti
Instead, I found an orange
It was only halfway pealed
So I put it in a potato sack
With a possum I had keeled
I decided to invite my neighbor
To share a mill with me
He asked what we were having
I said, jest weight and sea
He declined my invitation
Said he had a lot to due
I mite have some left over
If sew, I'll make sum stew
He said, okay, I'll sea ewe
So I hung up the fawn
Cooked my possum quite well dun
And dined till it was gone
All my neighbor gets is jest a pile of bones
29 November 2017 for Viv Wigley's Food Fight contest
It was a red space Yeti.
Claimed crazy teddy.
They like shandy lime
on planet number nine.
Ten thousand years in time
Before his claim may be denied.
Yeti in snow, the greatest camouflage
His winter substitute for ghillie suit
Some think him an abominable brute
He means no ill will to their entourage
These beings here that came to sabotage
So fades into the white, all but his snoot
Yeti in snow
He prepares inside ice cold embassage
In case they infiltrate his cave en route
For his plunder of crystal iceberg loot
Hid by a stormed up blizzard clad mirage
Yeti in snow
October 12, 2022
Rousing Rondine Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jeff Kyser
Has anyone actually seen a yeti... yet?
There are some who say they're a bit unsteady
Though the truth is a strain
Open minds must remain
So no matter how outrageous, for anything I'm ready
Yeti came down and stuck out his tongue
Ugly, black and spotted, it looked like dung.
I had bad nightmares
My formative years
For this awful memory forever clung