Fur Fly The Poems - Poems about Fur Fly The

...In the daylight hours, I spend my time So high on a perch, in a lofty pine Where I fluff and comb my pretty plumes And wait for the rise of the silver moon I bob and weave on the top of the tr......Read the rest...

...This breezy day outside the truckers’ Gas ‘n Go, I brush my doggie's hair of fine white strands- some short, some long- all seeming to remove themselves either separately or as small fu......Read the rest...

...John Deere riding lawn mowers in fields of high grass can sometimes be cruel to small creatures that live within. My brother, Jimmy, twelve years old at the time, noticed a puff of fur fly out fr......Read the rest...

...The madness of the cats began. They came from Ulthar and Singaloon, in my dreams, and from cellars and old steeples by day. By Day! I saw the twitching tails snake madly, as yellow eyes glared ......Read the rest...