Groundhog Poems - Poems about Groundhog

...Dreaming of his favorite produce store, Clears out the cupboard, briskly sweeps the floor. Making room for carrots and potatoes, Contemplates the flavors of tomatoes. Wondering how tall the okra ......Read More

... Autumn burnishes furry heads, even we, who however scant our hair flourish in this wind-blown leafy. No room for stray gray wisps; our locks turn golden brown, crown our minds with cri......Read More

...Slowly I am awakened to the echoing sound of dripping into standing water within the confines of the cave.Water oozing through a miniscule aperture after last night's rain or condensation making it......Read More

... After your butterfly alighted my dreams, I never forgot your kiss, You became the object of my vespers, The refuge for my injured toiling chest. I await your spectacle, your curtain call. Yo......Read More

... I have seen the past come and go- we all have. I have seen the old be replaced by the new – we all have. I have watched whole groundhog families grow, thrive, and die in one stretch of hedge......Read More

... "Fits the Need" All people want is a stable house a place to call their "safe" home to "LIVE" outside of all cages - free live life how "we" were meant to......Read More

... vultures on the lawn the buffet is now open ~ groundhog got here first ......Read More

... Who knows just how he met his end? I found him floating in my pond. Swollen, bloated abdomen; the rest off to the Great Beyond. The weather has been hot and dry; the pond: a bit of ......Read More

...Under the shed is a groundhog, Living without my consent. Once in a while he emerges; His presence I’ve come to resent. Likely he’s dug a deep burrow And most of the time he’s away. I don’t t......Read More

... I dreamt of being transported to a strange alien land The sky was splattered with lumps, of red gooey sand Spacemen appeared through it, with rubbery hands This wasn’t on my bucket list, I co......Read More

...To the invisible masters of the universe Those shadowy investors who controlled the government The military, the media, culture, and society. There were many things That did not make sense anym......Read More

...There’s rainsong on Sunday morn. The herald of Springtime reciting. A chorus of wings in the changeover. Unrelenting litany of praise from fowl. Nature, humble and knowing, cheeps loud and not......Read More

... I mean the groundhog from Punxsutawney no ill will But of winter this year I've had my Phil......Read More

...Ah, February You and your groundhog Torment me, tease me With the fictitious hoax Of an early Spring. Oh, why do I still hope? Knowing that the cards are dealt By madmen In top hats worshipin......Read More

...Since 1886 thousands of people have been traveling to Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania every Groundhog Day to see if they’re in for 6 more weeks of winter or if spring is on its way. Yesterday Phil the ......Read More