Racoons Poems - Poems about Racoons

...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 on......

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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......

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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 g......

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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 ......

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... Rambunctiously I go Rambling in the dark woods Randomly following Range trails made by racoons Raptly I watch among Ramps, next to the creek bed Rationalism leaves ......

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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 ......

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...Glory be to the newborn December sun how bravely it drips its frosty shine! The backwoods bears are snoring, bleary are the eyes of somnambulant racoons. Right here and now, where the hedgero......

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...Debonair raccoon had his pick of women of course. He found them in the barn, cuddling next to the horse. He liked them Rubenesque, reddish and round. They gravitated him sleek and slick, marriage-......

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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 mo......

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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......

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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. Th......

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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 wor......

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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 squi......

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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 w......

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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......

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