Long Racoons Poems

Alligators, Aardvarks; Arctic fox and hare. Also Armadillos and Asses will be there!

Bobcats, Beavers, Boars; One Blue whale will do! Bovines and a Booby (maybe 2)!

Caribou & Camels; *Cavies & a *Coot; Cottontails, Chipmunks, Chinchillas...

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2/2/17


Stay tuned
For the soon to be boom
Between the sun and moon
And any flowers that do or don't bloom
During morning, night and afternoon

Lifeforms becoming unglued
Nobody is immune
Never assume
Acting like a buffoon
And being rude or lewd
Just because...

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You bet he's real,
He oft scratches at my door...
Not like Christy's cheesey racoons...
Guess she don't rate the grand tour...
I told him to go stalk Christy...
While she's listening to
Shiveree's "Goodnight Moon"..
(I'd recommend to everyone, on You...

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has a two story part,
a one story part,
a new part,
an old part
and an antique part.

Gables and pediments facing all directions of the compass
Tie all the parts together.

There are some concave outside walls;
There are some convex...

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--Ashtray's Mistakes--


Prehistoric defibrillating battlegrounds. The memorial, obviously unpleasant.

Entrapped in the know how, detrimental reimbursement.

Sundried; like the corpse of a moon bridge, fading away.

Tinfoil hats do no justice. Kin heart, rose defiled.

Disappointment, incomprehensible. Figurative…Imaginary. Could have...

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I wanted a pet, but one more unique
than a bird or a dog or a cat.
So I went onto Craig’s List so I could seek
a ferret! Yes, I sure fancied that.

I found a ferret and...

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follow me
across barren land
where unnamed streets
etch a path
to a town
unborn

watch the nearby hills
come to life
beneath the whisper
of gentle wind
their silhouettes 
reflecting the golden hues
of day
their dance
as gentle
as summer's breeze

follow me
down cobblestone streets
forming in the distance
as...

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Racoons, Racoons, bouncing everywhere!
Ceiling to floor and door to door.
Down the rain pipe, then back up.
Scuttering around seeking food;
a comfortable place to sleep.
When night creeps up my sliding door,
lights out for the night;
I can trust...

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I almost see the totem animals.
an almost place, placed before my eyes, 
this morn-flushed day.

The red sky that charged the horizon
is shading to flamingo pink.
The storm must have lost its wings.
The light is tattered, but...

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Lakeside, among the rustling reeds,
there is a whir and stir, whisks of motion
swish and ruffle.
Yellow Jackets, dragonflies, and Yellow Tailed fritillaries
vie for space in the sultry air.

The water though is still,
a mirror turned over for...

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A powerful hunter, of varied species

Watchfully gazing, they perch on high

Eyesight of excellence, strong hooked beak

Awaiting your prey, vultures, a splendid relation

Incredible wingspan, as they take flight

Found near water, perched on feathered legs

Fish a-plenty, hunting...

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I should have been recycled and placed in the bin

It wouldn't hurt there ,Id be cozy with cans and  tin

Dragged up the hill for the trash men with their bright orange vests

I'd watch for...

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Lights are glowing gently
The curtains have been drawn
The radio plays softly
An old, well loved song
The summer night is calm
With the moon on the rise
Racoons head for the corn
Much to no one's surprise
Darkness coats the hillside
Cattle...

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Trees weep when I write
knowing they pay a price
for each word, each line
each crumpled thought.
They cry as pencils,
worn to nub-like points
are cursed and banished.

Recycle barrels are not impressed
for racoons do not read poetry
fail to grasp...

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Winds bell-ring the tulips.
Racoons hang lazily from eaves
watching the watched.
Barns are bent into rafts of moss,
an age shedding green
gathered by crow-footed wanderers.
All is a montage of one single facet
of day-sprung now.


Meadowlarks slip through their own...

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Animals
Animals love us, 
and we love them, 
So take action 
to save the same.
Big cats from the African savanna 
or Orangutans from the Borneo forests,
the world if full of creature
found only in places rarest.
Birds also...

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The clouds blow over, and the sun shines thru,
the birds fly by, and butterflies too.
The bunnies hop around and we see wild turkeys too,
and many other animals, and birds as their places we see thru.
Deer...

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The day I heard about the spill.
It made me feel extremly ill.
The wildlife was my first thought.                  ...

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Underneath green leaves that wave at the sun,
Goes mad activity in the environs of summer!
Fuzzy rabbits hopping along sunshine bound,
Scurrying racoons-bandits off for a heist,
Bushy tailed squirrels dancing in the pines,
As fresh scent wafts through...

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My hedgies are tossed here and there across my study furniture.
I guess in “reality” they are nocturnal, 
however, they are always bright eyed and open in my home.
Some of them have a “for special” place...

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Juxtaposition

tuesday morning

garbage truck rattles, roars
an early reveille

quiet

`recycle truck
bits of card board flying
routes me from deep
winter’s repose

shhhhhhhh

the snow plow
scraping silence from my road

I AM AWAKE!!!

traffic

bear wanders silently
on heavy padded paws
owl’s wings barely whisper returning to her...

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kindly air
big mouthing every throat
lungs suck until drunk

maggie has gone shopping with alexa
they back and forth with girlish glee
while songbirds listen
to the electronic voice of god

aunty agatha went for a naked moonlit walk
the racoons began...

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Her big-boned spirit
was a fine-spun sprouting 
of prairie brome,
threaded through with engine oil.
Her home was a rickety refuge
for wayward cats.

Upon her tangled porch
poems grew in small pots
muddled with the stale air 
of Maui Wowie.

She wrote...

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Trash night
our street is lined with
overflowing garbage cans
because you have to pay x-tra
to have unlimited pick-up
the poorer class stack their trash to overflowing
the mouths of the cans propped wide open,
like a wino purging last nights...

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