Long Snuffling Poems

Tower, buzz and scurry
Oh great resilient city
Ahoy!
Alive.  Scramble bustle earth's
 ethnicities
On lurid quests--
A pendulum of tantric turmoil and
Blessed harmony

Quixotic city--brash,
Sangfroid merotomized and
Chrematistic--metro nonpareil.

See a myriad melange of
Tortured splenetic
Souls and great spirits
Noble and soothfast

Great city,...

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The Little Dog ( Scotty )

I’m only a small female
Little legs you see
The other two are huge
Males big pawed and hairy
Great tongues lolling
But they protect me
They are nice to me
I’m only small

The human is a...

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Repressed, sombre colours
weep a blurry sadness.
Melancholic, metallic hues
bite a frustrated, untouched lip -
silently surrendering
crimson, golden spheres of promise…
They dissolve, shrinking to watery flakes,
melting to a near oblivion.

Lyrics pin hopes on a pointless map,
touching tender triggers
like...

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Today’s stroll has a crisp air tone
Aiding us to adore nature’s home
I’m enjoying the cool breeze, 
She is too
Both feel ready 
For a nice long exploration tour
I look at beauty of trees and branches
She inspects...

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Cautious spirits test the waters of my world
and call to me....then go away.
Perhaps they are perfecting 
inter-mind devices, just like
psychic Edisons, Marconi's revenant
in breakthrough  just for me, or else perhaps
celestial wallflowers, much too diffident...

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Life hands us gold and we look at the road
A few days away and we share every minute,
Three  single beds,
Like story book orphans,
Which you bounce across in games of convoluted chase,
Involving code words and...

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Also known as a furze-pig, urchin or hedgepig
Your collective name is an array or prickle – how apt!
To me you are one of the cutest animals in the land
Born blind but soon you open beady...

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Ashes waft over the meadow 
a jet stream of sorrow, 
beckoning the widow to the 
edge, down to the river. 

Contented epoch, at the 
creek where the wolves run, 
he lived and laughed. 

We watched...

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Yonder there, where twig figures bend
and blink out as a sea-swell slugs the beach,
there the netted thrash, then hauled, toggled and pinched
yet more, into a gill-snagging catch.

Far away a village rests, submerged
beneath a mossy night,...

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Love Of Hedgehogs

In the garden during dusk
Lurks a prickly spiky tuft
Shuffling and snuffling too
Seeking worms on which to chew

Such a cutie to behold
Far too timid, not to bold
Sniffing out his slimy feast
Tiny spiky lovely beast

Chewing...

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The pigs got in my garden 
They wrecked my vegetable patch 
I chased them round all morning 
But, not one, could I catch 

I tempted them with biscuits 
And a loaf of wholemeal bread 
They...

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Sentinel, through cloud cover, as a lover discovering each other, 
the moonbeam cuts the stillness of the secret night. 
Illuminating nightjars in flight and denizens 
of the dark embarking on their nocturnal ramblings. 
Shambling, snuffling...

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Glistening crystal drops fall slowly down her face. They hypnotize,
They mesmerize. Slipping one by one onto her silken robe, she stands by the curtained 
window, watching the drifting snow. Back perfectly straight, not a sound...

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
brighter things in life
bioluminescence
woodlands  singing

moonbeams dancing
clouds conducting rhythm
hedgehogs snuffling worms

the early bird sings
seagulls tap  dancing
worms for breakfast

did you see
penguins flying over Wales
April fool

children having fun
hunting Easter eggs... their joy
bunnies job well done

rivers flooding
April...

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If you love your brothers,
You will bring them to their knees.
See how they live,
How shamelessly their women dress and behave.
This life is the one they treasure,
Pigs at the trough of pleasure.
Blast them to Hell
And your...

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Knocking into a golden gate
A familiar face approaches
Staring and observing my fate
And it's tough for me to process

They let me in past the doorway
A thinness in the air embrace
The vision seems a bit starry
Wandering in...

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Fall
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Shorn from arbor crowns by sharp northern breeze
Aging maple leaves curl like rumpled rugs,
Falling as stars amidst disrobing trees
Shivering in the face of hoar frost hugs.

A wee mouse sniffs wind which wakens his needs.
Snuffling with...

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Transports of hereafter
pass one leaf to unclasped heaps.

Flirty winds rearrange the hedgerow plumage,
wisp in gentle whispers.
Chipping sparrows play hid and seek 
with a watery sunlight.

Business is flourishing for the snuffling groundhog.
It’s the narrow part of...

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Transports of hereafter
pass one leaf to unclasped heaps.

Flirty winds rearrange the hedgerow plumage,
wisp in gentle whispers.
Chipping sparrows play hid and seek 
with a watery sunlight.

Business is flourishing for the snuffling groundhog.
It’s the narrow part of...

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What struck you first 
was the smell of caged animals
rank with boredom and rage.

Lions with matted fur pacing restlessly
dreaming of antelopes on the hot savanna plain

Elephants ponderously swinging their trunks, 
snuffling up stray peanuts thrown
by bored, sticky children.

The...

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The snot monster’s got me
He’s inside my head
I shouldn’t be working
But home in my bed
I’m sniffing and snuffling
And blowing my nose
I’m trying to hang on
Till the snot monster goes

The snot monster’s got me
I’m feeling so...

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Over the hills I unroll my light blanket
Warming the earth
Reviving,refreshing and resurrecting
The sleeping colours
Where a solitary rabbit sits snuffling and still
Drinking in the sparkling rays of the sun
My palette painting his world
Bright,brisk and botanical

This is...

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Mucking out and milking we are curds in the churn.
Our house is a blooming belly brimful and snuffling,
feet planted in the green rubber of muddy dawns.

A fox rapturously cherished a hen last night;
brown feathers speckled...

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Feral hogs attack the land.
They want my neighbors bones.
She is chicken thin,
her neck creaks in the wind.

She does not see the danger;
a gentle great grandmother
of childish dreams.

I fear she will not last the winter.
I eat...

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