September 27th
You died today
Your life just slipped away
Maybe souls exist and I’ll see you again
Pretty lies we tell ourselves but it’s all pretend
My tethers to this world are growing thin
I often wonder why the say suicides a sin
The world with out you has grown a little grim
I know I need time to grieve
But it’s hard when there’s no time to breath
Categories:
ferret, death, grief, loss,
Form: Free verse
The
sudden
happening,
form transcending;
consciousness expands,
encompassing all space,
as our formless awareness
merges into the That oneness.
Doubts fade as we become the answer,
no longer requiring a translator.
Upon descent back into mind body,
although we find ourself again bound,
we return with a clear knowing,
of Self within self now found.
This truth valid for us
and for us alone.
We cannot share;
for unknown,
is now
known.
05-November-2020
Categories:
ferret, spiritual,
Form: Etheree
there once was a good looking ferret
proud of his body and loved to share it
had a free attitude
loved to run in the nude
didn't care who looked when he bared it
Categories:
ferret, animal,
Form: Limerick
Inside a large, green, fat book
Was the tale of Budgeron Ferret.
I never read it for the story,
He was far too better than his tale.
Sitting inside that large fat book,
He had always told me one thing:
To never quit, if you’re being turned down,
Until they discover that it’s YOU!
Categories:
ferret, encouraging, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
Well Andrea, second poem:)
I suppose feral ferret gets loose a bit,
when he ain't n isn't on the tit,
lived too long with little wit,
the ferret comes out cagey.
so sneaking through the tall, short wood,
to catch a chook, for her own good,
cafuffle feathers tasty could,
be just more time a wasting:)
A rooster blurts across the yard,
with feathers ruffed, spurs like barbs,
catches ferret right off guard,
and rides him, from came he-whence.
but turning on the rooster chook,
he cast him off, black balled the look,
his .45 a raising,
watch out for the underchook,
lightening quick guns a blazing:)
muttering onsoup...Don Johnson
love
Don
Categories:
ferret, adventure
Form: Rhyme
Steamed Ferret
Very steamy hot thoughtful stuff
get me hotter sure enough
getting hard to keep it down
feral ferret will swim or drown
would you like to eat a chop
as i'm fumbling at your top
lamb is good but tiddley's better
cannot get the catch unfetter
can we have a cuddle now
moving closer to the chow
tween your thighs I could slip
panties dinna wanna slip
things are damp its getting harder
no way to get between
in a rotten Russian Lada
gear stick jabs me so obscene
finally i'm in the passion pit
plunging driven just to it!
yes i'll make you moan a bit
but i'm only dreaming :)
Don Johnson
Yes Trace :)
Categories:
ferret, adventureme,
Form: Rhyme