Long Coons Poems

Betsy is “just a cow” most would say. She’s dark rust, almost auburn in color, with large white patches all over her body and especially on her rather long, nosey face. She has deep, soft...

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Police sirens are blaring
Outside my tuckered apartment walls.
The red and blue lights consume my room,
Provoking me – threatening me. 
The sound – deafening.
It is the night, the best time to hide,
Under the cloak of the...

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Cousin Donald Comes to Town ...

Elroy was all cock-a-hoop cos
cousin Donald was a-comin'
a visiting & they were so darn
chuffed & tremblin' in anticipation
that friday night the seven of them
in the one bed had a real...

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John B. Jackson
1880-1911

Norma knew.
Norma, my erstwhile friend of a thousand hunts;
Only she knew the feel of my beading thumb,
As we sought out promising locales, and
Our clever quarry, from points near and far.
From the salty marshes...

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Raggedy Weeds Poem
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there was these woods as a kid that always gave me chills
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Faint stillness of the night falls swiftly down 
and masked raccoons now pillage darkest night. 
Fluffed owls with sparkling eyes are flying free 
and rabbits, gently moving, sniff the air... 
The hounds - from hunter...

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“You’re always right with Auto lite”

The roster in the barnyard; He’s just won’t crow for day;
And the hens are pecking everywhere; what will they eat today.
   The dogs are on the porch; scratching...

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'Tis another glorious spring and I planted my garden with the expectation,
That I shall reap a bountiful harvest for my table with minimum frustration!

I planted the usual stuff - carrots, radishes, onions and termaters,
Watermelons, peas,...

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Anytime you asked my dad a question,
like, "Hey dad, what do you think about it?"
You’re going to get his standard reply,
"Well, I don't know too much about that ****."

If you could learn to just keep...

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You came from the woods
Origin unknown
Wild at first
Scared and alone

Sustenance shared
Health now recouped
A decision you made
To reside on our stoop

The invite was given
Come into this home
No was your answer
Life was to roam

There were those times
A...

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GGH 1917-1991

He worked so hard to provide
Baling hay and plowing
Hauling hay to the barn
Feeding cows or sowing

He never seemed to tire back then
He always found time to play
Hunting ‘coons or riding horses
He loved to do...

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Here's a story about Old Macdonald
The one who had that farm
They only told us part of it
But they really didn't mean no harm

Old Macdonald Mack for short
Did things that others can't
He took care of all...

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As I drove to town today
My heart did fill with grief
To see all the little critters
Along the roads deceased.

Opossums, Coons 
And skunks too,
Now Armadillos
Are more than a few.

I couldn’t help but wonder
If we’d their species...

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I live in this house next to the crick
that I built up on some stilts
and my hounds sleep up under it
When it gets so hot you wilts
Yeah they sleep all day under the porch
And we...

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Finished vines
waving limply in the wind,
tangled streaks across the hillside.

The Autumn Earth
conceals eternal motion
under a carpet of many colors;
a fluid carpet that flutters and shifts
beneath my feet;
a noisy carpet telling the story 
of my presence.

Frost-bitten...

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March's dreariness looms
when no pigeon coons,
it grieves at spring's doorsteps
not willing to pass the baton,
resisting to give in until its frown
vanishes into the brightness of sun rays!

March is wilder than storms,
it can retain its brutality,
even...

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The field is given a name.
Battles are about where they disappear,
the ones that walk away 
don't know where the hell they are.

There’s a cannon ball under that Yew tree,
there’s a skull under that Ash.
There’s a...

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You don’t feel upon lying
So you sing the song of the dying
Sunday afternoons 
Pastors choose reign in a spiritual doom 
The sun plasters we coons 
Stand out and fade faster with the moon
I bid you...

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Now the feline and the masked loony coon.
They steal the deal when they enter the room.
The raccoon and the cat, rat-a-tat-tat. 
Fire station seems to be where they are at.

A pair of cuties you see,...

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In the heat we burn for Pepsi
dangle feet from crick docks
Traipse with garage ice
to cheap motels,
watch a tv that's chained to a wall,
go home thinner then we came.

Poor possessions, pay-checked and broke
by Monday. Trailer bred,
no...

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Cats have always been with me
each in their own way 
has run my house, has run my life,
and worried me when they strayed.

White cats like Alice’s Snowdrop
or striped tigers like the Cheshire
Longhaired Coons from Maine
Now...

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The water's getting wild, rough around the edges. 
And yet so peaceful underneath, the overlaying surface. 
With the rugged colored water, and the storm starts a brewing; 
the wildest fish are only caught, when the...

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The Rodents’ Bane

Sphynx cats
jinx rats

A Most Unlikely Scenario

Shorthairs
court bears

Cat Catalogers

Shorthairs
sort wares

When Cats Go Formal

Bombay
Prom Day

Tranquil Lost Feline

Calm stray
Bombay

Detain the Cat

Waylay
Bombay

What Gangsta Cats Do

Rag Dolls
Snag Molls

A Cat Oration

Birman
Sermon

The Howling Sensations

*Main Coons
Feign tunes

Wet Mongrel Cat

Soggy
moggy

Sept. 15, 2022...

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I fly out of my lair
  to land in your hair
You brush me off
  as if I weren't there

Yet now you're infected
  though you've not suspected
corona flu injected
  no symptoms detected

You've...

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