Long Mouser Poems

On the plane I meditated or at least I tried to.  Most of the time I get a seat to myself.  These days it’s just a ****ing Greyhound in the sky.  I...

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The Job

I got a plane to catch in the morning.  8:15 AM out of Austin, destination Orange County, CA.  Never cared much for California and I don’t think anything about this trip is...

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. Mouser.

The distillery cat was flat on his back
He’d had too much to drink.
The silly moggy his mind was foggy
He could hardly think.

It was thee day he was on his way
His time was really up.
The...

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Fred The Hawk and his wife were most frightening to behold.
No one got away from them; they were in a class so very bold.
They had Fred Junior, most frightening, first time he was around.
But he...

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I will have a million monies when I grow up.
I have to make more monies. You can make monies?  Sure.
How? You mean you do not have a money-making machine at your house?
Two kindergarteners, in...

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"My heart still feels those times spent in the warmth - from the poem 'What the eye sees the heart cannot forget."   (A line from an Eve Roper poem)



Spent our summers as kids
on...

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There was a young feline named Jackson,
Who wanted a piece of the action.
While hunting for rats, Jack
Got into a spat, with a strange little
Creature known to us as a bat.
 
This then is the fact...

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The Mouser          
            
I friend of mine has an old moggy she says
help her to...

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A DUCK CALLED OLIVER
 
‘Twas I a lucky boy that be,
Who lived back in a time?
Of peaceful calm,
Way back then
Suburban farm
Acre of scrub and bush
Outskirts of the city be.
Animals on daily basis so
Time for there...

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Purring in perfect perfection. 
Curled up in contended contentment 
he lies - half asleep, half awake - 
ears attuned to tin opening... 
coiled, curled, like a spring ... prepared. 

Once playful and kittenish 
he has...

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Whilst I stand munching oats and fresh hay 
Kitty visits, she’s my special friend 
If she proffers a mouse I’ll say neigh 
as a mouser kitty’s a godsend!

Kitty visits, she’s my special friend 
I look...

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swift, creeping cat, bellying
lightlessly across
the backyards by night

a Cimmerian shadow with dun
short-haired quickness
not
so easily
caught

      along the mottled sidewalk
        the bounds of the city...

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There once was a sickly blue jay named blue
He was struggling with the dreaded bird flu
He loved to dance and sing
And a crowd it would bring
Until he " achoo-ed", his fans then flew

There once was...

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The Grimalkin 
I had a black cat with a white chest, a beautiful tabby that slept 
every day on my sofa. I went on a week´s winter holiday, and left
 it snoozing, there was a...

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In our world technological,
Here's how to talk to gadgets digital,
"Now listen up, keyboard and router,
Not to mention dysfunctional mouser....
Are you listening carefully to me?
(I am talking to them, but silently),
I do have replacements for each...

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You have the hysterical look of mutes
that roar through narrow straws.
I see in your yellow eyes – a Jules Verne winking moon.
Soon that ribbed pink cave will release
another flock of demented coots
hacked from the craw...

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