Animal Hare Poems

“A Tortoise and Hare decide to race. The hare is so confident in the lead that he naps while the tortoise keeps going to win.”...

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The rabbits in the village got together
In all kinds of situations and bad weather
To construct a marvelous bed for Mr. Zee.
He thought of others all...

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The rabbit died; it lost its head.
Tastes like chicken: what they said.
Skinning rabbit’s hard to do
When they’re staring back at you.
Truth is, they’re quite good...

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The cream esteem my winter coat,
a mink nearby agrees,
temptation wiles beyond the gloat,
a warming gentle breeze.

The juggernaut that Arctic blinds,
the absence of my food,
of barks...

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The thing about bunnies
I find rather funny:
it’s hard to have only two.
You put them together 
in any old weather,
and one thing is certainly true:
that before...

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It was to prove Some Sort of Snare,
When he, got the Gift of Hare
While he’d wanted to keep A Mare…

He wasn’t sure how he would...

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snow white arctic hare
grand master of camouflage~
searching is futile


Wild Animal/Hare
Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: 
Tania Kitchin
13/04/2022


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She settles into her depression
achieves her perfect form 
in flat still camouflage

The dim farmer cannot know
how she surveys his labours
behind beaded spider webs

The fox and...

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Part 3

Long story short, 
Let's cut to the chase. 
To where the end of the day, 
Marked the end of the race. 
And as the...

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Part 2

Now pay close attention to what I say next, 
For though the ending is thrilling, what follows is best. 
We all like believing that...

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Part 1

Once upon a time,
And very long ago.
Lived a rabbit and a tortoise,
Or so the story goes.
And if you have the time
Take a seat, pull...

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Mad March hares box in morning light
along with golden trumpet blooms
another part of Spring’s delight
the threat of snow no longer looms.

Among wheatfield's sunlit bales
mad March...

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They have lots of hare in them, he warned me, but that was okay.
My family has a lot of hair too, even at the end...

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cold moon horizon~
	omniscient orb delays dawn
		snowshoe hare shivers...

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In open country
chances are he'll be running.

Knowing the sound of every wind-shift
he'll cradle his life in the rock-a-bye cornsticks
hind legs bunched for the big bolt...

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