Long Capybara Poems

We love to make lists,
To describe, name, number.
How can it have value,
If not on my list.
As logger I stand
Before the green forest,
The numbered trees
Are ones to cut.
The forest cut down
Is only to me
Bigger box to...

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from three miles away
the unmistakable sounds~
of howlers chorus  

a slithering snake. 
crushing prey without mercy~
green anaconda  

small eyed black caiman
twenty foot alligator  ~
watching and waiting 

waiting in the trees  
unsuspecting deer...

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The Amazon River

The Capybara wades the shore
A Wooly monkey climbs a vine
To search for food up on the trees 
The Amazon that I adore
Its total nature I will bind
Bromeliads have blushed with love
Blending in the...

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Above the palms I scan the ebon night
With crystal stars reflecting in the dark
The yellow moon is shining on the boat
A crocodile swims by without a sound

A cacophony of sound is stirred in the morn
A...

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Old joke: How do porkypines mate? Very carefully.


The porcupine's a modest
And mostly solitary beast,
Akin to capybara and to beaver,
Though in size he is the least.
He rarely gets invited
To a bar-b-que or feast,
But long as he's...

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I went to the zoo with my brother
on this glorious day.
And many curious things did happen,
Which may be awkward to say...

First the kangaroo caretaker
had to help make the baby Joey pee.
This was very interesting,
though something...

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Birds have their moments,
capybara have moments.
Bison, bighorns, and bumblebees,
all creatures, despite the harshness
or savagery of their life
enter that moment where they quite simply
delight in just being.

The flea hops into bliss then jumps back,
back into its...

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Birds have their moments,
capybara have moments.
Bison, bighorns, and bumblebees,
all creatures, despite the harshness
or savagery of their life
enter that moment where they quite simply
delight in just being.

The flea hops into bliss then jumps back,
back into its...

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Pretty in Pink

There was a time I felt the urge
To venture in the Amazon
To see a mammal at the dawn
A dolphin pink in water fresh
To gaze and watch it’s morning thresh 
So solitary in this...

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