Short Badgers Poems
Short Badgers Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Badgers by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Badgers by length and keyword.
shy pink faerie slumbers
baby badgers lying on her dress
guarded by spotted fawn and twin bunnies
puffy lavender mushroom cluster stands guard
gorgeous turquoise sky full of diamonds smiles
Matter is "how"
Hangs the question
A king?
A queen?
A poor?
A knave?
A pageboy?
A fool?
A somebody?
A nobody?
A President?
A terrorist?
Hangs the question
Torments
badgers
Matter is "how"
© Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
10 December 2014
My name is Franz Ferdinand
I’m a Dachshund not a band!
I come in coats 1,2 and 3
2 sizes - standard and mini
My coats are smooth or wire or long
Short on legs, my back’s not strong
but take me to a badger hill,
I’ll dig and dig and won’t stop till
I do the job that must be done
And get those badgers on the run.
Form:
Four season state
Humid with frozen
Organic and dairy
To moving forward
Cows and fraccing
Cheeses and metal
Cranberry bogging
Furniture vendors
Lumber years past
Nature its center
Those unmentioned
Always remembered
Any native spirit
Without exception
Packers call home
Barging on rivers
Schooling Badgers
Big river brother
Paper and welding
Milling and ships
One Midwest state
Wisconsin working
Beneath the undergrowth deep
Awakening from a winter sleep,
Hedgehogs stir in nocturnal nuzzle,
Uncurl their defensive puzzle;
Shrews,woodmice and voles
Quiver,and quickly desert their holes;
Badgers air the bracken couchette,
Forage for food around their sett;
Hustle,bustle in each earthly niche
To illustrate nature's pastiche
Midst hedgerows of yesteryear,
To preserve,protect and hold dear.
Badgers were planning a picnic extraordinaire!
Red Jell-O mold towered high in the spring air.
Shall I put a cherry on top? Asked persnickety Claire.
Why not? Said another. Baby muskrats are here.
Where is your mama? Asked Mrs. Badger then.
The babies giggled and rolled and hung down a chin.
I hope she is safe, Mrs. Badger told her husband man.
If not, we have three more orphans to join our little band.
Can spiders surf the web?
Do cows like livin' in a shed?
Are housemice ever homeless?
Do snakes like bein' boneless?
Why cant toads cross the roads?
Why do sheep help you sleep?
Who do dogs like chasin' logs?
Why do birds have white turds?
Why do horses run round courses?
Can badgers lick their tadgers?
Why are deer so full of fear?
Whether apes like juicy grapes?
And why do flies like sticky tapes?
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
Form:
inspired by contest nature theme
Beneath the undergrowth deep
Awakening from a winter sleep,
Hedgehogs stir in nocturnal nuzzle,
Uncurl their defensive puzzle;
Shrews,woodmice and voles
Quiver,and quickly desert their holes;
Badgers air the bracken couchette,
Forage for food around their sett;
Hustle,bustle in each earthly niche
To illustrate nature's pastiche
Midst hedgerows of yesteryear,
To preserve,protect and hold dear.
Fox, finches and fireflies fluttered out of the woods
Into a clearing that cleverly chose species of these three
Faeries, elves and gnomes watched as closely as they could
It was time for the annual musical mystery forest jamboree
Who will be the winners? The badgers asked the rest.
Curious sailors and pirates came in from beyond the docks.
Racoon and muskrat slicked their fur down to look their best.
Whoever it is, they will have trouble winning the crown from Fox.