Groundhog Poems

saw an ant in the kitchen
onslaught yet was still winter
thought  it was to cold
~
where did he come from
running along kitchen sink
has he seen groundhog
~
thought  it was to cold
for an ants in the kitchen
it's yet still winter


2/12/20
Written words by...Read More

By day, Turtle is ornamental
he sits outside of a Chinese restaurant
by the side of an ornamental pond 
that has always been empty of fish.

The traffic creates a dusty coat on his
stone shell, yet his eyes are wide open,
they do not...Read More

The groundhog is about
she’s fattening up 
on hedgerow shadows.

Winter babies are carried 
in small wombs over stark ground,
they have eyes and mouths by now,
almost human paws.
The snuffle of small rodents 	
awakens more as yet unborn.

My own inner child
opens its eyes,...Read More

The groundhog said we’ll soon have spring
And later we’ll hear JoLo sing.
In Melbourne, Novak’s still the king
On this, a gloomy Sunday.

Impeachment’s hit a welcome pause
While Dershowitz invents new laws
Yet I am happy, just because
Today will be a fun day.

The grands...Read More

*It is Groundhog Day


As a breath of mild winter blows
Warm air arrival with melting snow
Dreams of spring emerge - when, - no-one knows

The groundhog tries to say when it’s so
Either way, we dream of flower’s bloom
Warmer air with all the...Read More

Doctor Phil Sees 2020
By Franklin Price
1/30/2020

Oh two-oh two-two oh -two oh
 Punxutawney Phil's big thing 
The halfway point of winter days
Progressing to the coming Spring

A one time numeric happening
Comes on this groundhog day
Front to back, or back to front
Reads the...Read More

Lost balloons
Sunflowers blooms
Groundhog says spring is long
Iris
Daisies and dandelions florist
Sagebrush and Timber weeds 
In the heated desert
Bursted burnt balloon

1/27/20
James Edward Lee Sr 
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Old men smile like children,
their faces snapshots of my son
as a boy, a teenager, a man.

I feel like a visitor
in a timeless kindergarten.
Any mother could be my mother
or daughter,
depending upon a certain glance.

A cat warming itself in the sun
looks like...Read More

The groundhog is about
his angelic business,
rescuing snow shadows
for his hedgerow shelter.

Winter babies are carried
in small wombs over stark ground.
They have eyes and mouths by now,
human paws.

The snuffle of a small rodent
awakens the unborn;
even my own inner child
opens its eyes, calls...Read More

When out this night amidst howling winds, foggy dew and dark,
Cautious since creatures above and ahead make us wary,
We'll slip through soggy autumn hued leaves to the park,
Past houses with orange lights, ghostly draped strands and witch's cauldrons scary.

Mindful of...Read More

Gorse rusts, brush burns its colors.
Time and it’s bustling creatures
curls now into pockets and vestibules.
Leaf doors open releasing sky to fall 
as they flame.

Hawk-watching crows gather in drifts;
see-through hedges appear, yet twigs
are still olive and whittled raw.
Hawks fly beyond the...Read More

"The Recalcitrant Romantico Sends a Love Note to the World"



There was a loophole in the contract
in fine print, when the final page was rolled back,
a sharp paper cut bled a firebrand’s life and a swollen ego was fed,
she raised her...Read More

head thrown back
eyes closed
water soaks her screams

(the mansion on the hill
still
as stiletto heels poke groundhog holes

the flapping of his mother’s dress
in duress

no floozy hugs shall hold
this man she’s kissed)

dreams, like newspaper ink
bleed down her legs.

she falls
as the steamy curtain winds
around...Read More

We purchased a shed for our yard.
To fill it was not very hard -
The sleds and the bikes
And the things no one likes
With a flimsy old lock standing guard.

To mice, it's a winter retreat 
And last summer, we thought it...Read More

I live in the woods.
A forest.
Much of it is untouched.
Humans have not been in it for hundreds of years.
Habitat for the wild ones.
We have seen groundhog, beaver, raccoons, opossums, fox, mink,
turtle, squirrel, bunny, deer, fox, and now wolves. 
I purposefully...Read More

Living with a four-year-old dictator 
I had forgotten how it feels
For my own youngest is forty; but now I remember.

He will not let me trim a bush
That hits him in the face as he comes off a slide.
“I like it,...Read More

Compression ingestion
The world to implode
The numbers decreasing
  —resistance explodes

From diamond to carbon
Wheels spin in reverse
The groundhog, the treadmill
  —millennium’s curse

(Brooklyn, New York: March, 2016) 
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Early Spring I did recall that little groundhog made his call
but record snow and freezing cold and icy winds that bellow
Testify no weather predictor is a groundhog detector
He usually does see his shadow near and winter stretches in the year
but...Read More

soft roses, held in bloodless fingers,
bleed a scented redness
caressed by lusts ache
masquerading as a gentle touch

each petal  a charade
a “loves me – loves me not”
catharsis of collusion
covering its tracks

heart shaped
convenience store memories
withering dreams
melting on the dashboard

the groundhog smiles
its shadowless...Read More

The Prize 
The bobber floats, but when it dips, my heart skips for hooked lips. The line tightens, the tug is strong, I reel in. The fight is on. It's a tug of war, an uncooperative catch, an unoiled hinge...Read More

Trusted (non Trumpeting) Flora And Fauna Emerge Out...
Of Hibernation To Rejoice Arrival Of Spring 2019

Accordingly, other than
meteorologists plenti schooled
ascertaining onset of temperate air
more particularly otter den non humans
unassumingly (ferreted out), who bear
the tidings, when that season

of rebirth dawns with crystal...Read More

Neither Punxsutawney Phil today
Nor Staten Island Chuck
Saw their shadows when emerging,
Which to many is good luck.

It predicts a shorter winter
And an entryway to spring,
Though there's skepticism surely 
When a groundhog is the king.

Still, we hark to their predictions,
Causing many to...Read More

A muskrat is on my porch, sneaking around. 
I have caught a glimpse of parts of it, but today I saw it.
In its ugly wholeness. Except maybe it is not a muskrat.
There is no ugly muskrat-like tail.

It is as big...Read More

Juggernaut winds howling south;
Arctic colds, chill, in their mouths.
No respite through winter days
Unless north creep sunshine’s rays.
And the groundhog comes too late
Relegating to its fate
Year’s first month a gray estate.
          ...Read More

Last year I thought I’d start something new…a new custom…a new tradition…
It never caught on but I’m bringing it back…this year…with a few revisions…

My idea is to celebrate December 26th! 
like Christmas, it’s filled with joy and love and laughter
but...Read More