Elk Poems - Poems about Elk

... “The more I learn about people, the more I like my dog ” ~attributed to Mark Twain The only "reels" I watch on Facebook are ones about animals, mostly dogs and ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well, it’s coming again, my poet friends- A hint and then a wide burst of buds. It’s that fling of spring thing, Coming fast, hitting hard and smelling good. A mas......Read the rest...

...Elk troll man slithers out of the crevices of the cave the evening feels his emotions and responds accordingly Slinking along the corridor of red canyon’s edges We wise ones ignore him, for it is ......Read the rest...

...Hush o'er azure stone ridge, hypnotic wax moon dash, wispy crescent rustle from, a piebald furry deer, nocturnal stealth enshrouded, silver tint antler scoops, limp orange leaf detritus, cano......Read the rest...

...They came out of the storm in a fishing boat A bear, elk, jokester monkey, pig and goat. There was a push and goat went under the water. Sorry! Yelled the elk, but now there’s room for my daughter......Read the rest...

... White winter's edge pierces, crisp-sharp as Arthur's blade, running its smoothness through trees of solemn stature as they commit anew. White winter's edge pierces silvered sun shin......Read the rest...

... As a chilly freezing breeze wraps us all around, Snow-carpets stretch far, covering the ground. Trees veil…wearing gowns pristine and white, Sparkling brightly in the cold moonlit night. Ha......Read the rest...

...If we start we may not end but, here it goes for a special friend. In no particular order or rank, too many people to mention and thank. So lets move on to other things, like a package waiting......Read the rest...

...A pack of leaves at the end of a dead-end street. Whirling without warning, surrounding invisible things. Like a pack of wolves chasing a hobbled elk Suddenly they are perfectly still...feasting.......Read the rest...

...As we prepare to leave the mountains…I admit…I have no shame for I’ve also been preparing…to play the alphabet game. It’s a game we’ve played since our children were little… on our trips from th......Read the rest...

...The Vikings battle cry was ferocious and ear piercing. Autumn woman applied her paints as she heard them enter her forest. She was ready to rip them from stern to stem. The gods were on her side,......Read the rest...

...ON DAY 1 of Noel my sweetie gave to me a Bluejay in a Fir Tree! ON DAY 2 of Noel my sweetie gave to me 2 Mourning Doves And a Bluejay in a Fir Tree ......Read the rest...

... "Something Else" Just ‘cause I like the song doesn’t mean I love you stalking so doesn’t become you I know I’m considered a shrew but that’s a mouse and I don’t grouse ......Read the rest...

...See there marches Orion With Sirius close at his feet Tarrying not long in the air To begin the midnight hunt. His quickened breath congeals – His boots crunch the fallen snow – His......Read the rest...

...Yellowstone in winter. Canyon Falls, Rutherford Park, Old Faithful. Of all the places we had ever visited, this was his favorite. Josh even named one of the elk after his mother. It was while enroute......Read the rest...