Long Raccoon Poems

Bruh, I know your up but it’s getting late
I got to make peace with you
Hommie I have bitten off more then I could chew
I’m sweating from the new day’s sun
now I know your in for...

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Splat

Explosions do not always signify combustion but often combustion arrives after many years of layering the layers and tightly packing. Thus meaning that a fried piece of fat could slip and burst out of the...

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JOE VERSUS THE RACCOON 
By Kate H. Stark


Each night ‘twas the same old proverbial shout. 
“Hey Joe, will you please take the garbage bags out?”

Joe sighed, rolled his eyes as he walked toward the door....

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Twilight, the frolicking hour of the nocturnal animals.
A curtain of gray melancholy slowly shuts out the sun.
There are two gentle remembering streaks across the sky,
Then all is dark.  The master artist knew what He...

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Many passions I have had
and many I have practiced long and hard.,
but it was not until mid-life, I opted for a hobby more artistic.
I got myself a new guitar with books to teach myself the...

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When I visit another place, another state, another note
Who writes its hope, its grace, its peace
From the gentle rains, the tranquil rivers and streams
The broken tears of a mourning dew, silent as the joy
Who abides...

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A Cracked Case Solved
(A Rocci Raccoon File)

Humpty Dumpty fell off the wall,
But was his fall an accident at all?

It was said in hushed whispers, there was something that stunk,
But that turned out to be Pepe...

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While rifling through outdated poems of mine
some written quite a number of years ago,
the following mewing effort, I decided to post
for all purring cyber surfers linkedin 
to the webbed, wide world to read.

Prince Of A...

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Foxy Farrah, and best friend, Sarah, did lots of things together. 
They liked to laugh, they liked to play, in any kind of weather. 
 
When days were windy, their friend Cindy liked to join...

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Old Jack is at it again, Great Grandmother says.
Her voice eases through a window as we reach shoes on the porch.
At least twelve pair; which is okay as she has eighteen children.
A variety of second...

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Scotty the Skunk was sitting in class,
when his English teacher gave her students,
a poetry task. 
      Write a poem for me, on the subject
of who you would rather be.
 ...

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Silent lake secrets of a summer’s evening
Beyond meadow’s grasses, rustled in bits of expectation
Light sparkle of reflected diamonds dance on shimmery pond 
Cool clear waters delighting the heart of Sister Raccoon and Brother Opossum

Devoted forest...

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The wild child grew up in a small cabin with his Momma and Daddy. He had a forest as his backyard, an adventure around every corner. The wild child knew when a storm was coming...

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Orson Welles did an adaptation of "The War of the Worlds"
book written by HG Wells, on Halloween Night Oct 30,1938.
It aired over the Columbia Broadcasting System radio network.
Directed by actor and future filmmaker Orson Wells....

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Lynn was swimming alone that morning in the warm pool,
the August sun sizzled on the ceramic tiles;
what a relief was the breeze from the palm trees...
she loved to read curled up in a beach chair,...

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Unless…
        by Odin Roark

Seems just yesterday the sun arced
Over precarious ice
The street’s one elm
Leaned its naked branches with the wind Bringing winter’s announcement

A Coney Island cat crouched puzzled
Gradual...

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What a sad day out on the farm;
A raccoon got a chicken, did harm.
At the edge of the heather,
The large pile of feathers
Was enough to raise the alarm.

Bat and Gat knew they’d need an assist,
So...

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Preface to this brief bitty
written snap ting snapshot – word ditty
dates back before I reached gritty
age of eight and fifty, aye recall a kitty
rescued by my youngest sister, who took pity
and felt aghast, 
at a...

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In the wee hours of the morning
When the owls and imps were upon the marsh
We would take our old pirogue and paddle into the darkness
Our intent was to catch bullfrogs but anything was game 
We...

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Rhythmic sound of a distant train as it travels on an old section of track.  It's lonesome 
whistle, carried by the wind to my ears, pulls at something inside me.

The train and it's chorus...

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Caucasion-Americans Please Don't Get Offended...This Is Purely Fictional

Doin backbreaking labor in the scorching sun
Stopping only to glance at my wife and son
I need to get back to work so I can get done
Or one of...

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People believe in evolution beyond the shadow of a doubt
Happy with the solution thinking science has all the clout
They never investigate in following blindly down the road
I'm saying wait, for in you the wrong seeds...

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THE SQUIRREL EPISODE

First off…I don’t hate squirrels…they have a kind of rodent charm…
although they monopolize the bird feeder…I do not wish them any harm.

Squirrels and I we are all creatures on this planet…in our yard...

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Bruh, I know your up but it's getting late 
 I got to make peace with you 
 Hommie I have bitten off more then I could chew 
 I'm sweating from the new day's...

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Bunny went a hoppin' down to the creek, yessir
Bunny went a hoppin' down to the creek,uh-huh
Bunny went a hoppin' down to the creek
Drank some water while a gator did peek, uh-huh

Well, the gator was lookin'...

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