Short Boggy Poems

Patty Cat, Patty Cat, 
Sheath your claw;
Rat-girl and Cat-girl
Rollin' in the straw.






Excerpted from Wisewomen and Boggy-boos: A Dictionary of Lesbian Fairy Lore (Austin: Banned Books, 1992)....

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Merry Mary Blackberry fairy
	will you marry me
Cows that play the live-long day
	have come to sample thee.







Excerpted from Wisewomen and Boggy-boos: A Dictionary of Lesbian Fairy Lore (Austin: Banned Books, 1992)....

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moored in glade and rill
resting in claggy stodge
boggy green and juicy with rain
my walk sloshes with plunger feet


Mire of the Northern Rain Forest
May 16, 2020
Brians Choice G Poetry Contest


September 8, 2020
Rithimus Divisa 5 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Gregory Barden...

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Froggy people live froggy themes.
They marsh along thru boggy streams.
Froggy people have foggy dreams,
which few remember, or so it seems.
Froggy people communicate.
They use their vocals to lure a mate.
And when it's time for froggy people to croak,
they never complain of bugs in their throat....

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Moonlit pool - 
Icy, wintry
Ignoring my buoy
Ignoring my will
No control
I jump in  
Boggy, limp, put out  
For you
But you point
You run
My tomorrow -
Forlorn 
Lowly I bow 
In my icy, wintry
Moonlit pool
 

By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
Eighth place in No Heads or Tails Contest (Jan. 2012)...

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with each word I say to you
I feel myself being taken 
down by the undertow
below the boggy mire
as I struggled to say 
just the right thing
I find myself sinking
trapped knowing inevitably 
I'm helpless as each word
provides more of a struggle
into the quicksand 
of our broken love

©SamHarty...

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There lives a hog called foggedy boggedy 
You'll see him rolling in the mud 
wearing his boggedy boots quelching his fairy suds.. 
His pal called Horace Hoggedy snuffles for his truffles,
blowing foggiest bubbles in the  glorious boggiest  tub 
Hoggedy foggedy boggedy
Foggedy boggedy the hog 
Takes an afternoon snooze
Under a  boggy log...

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I like to think that love
is Universal – even little
green men, on boggy worlds
having such fond capacity

like to think that stars
share brilliance affectionately,
giving an extra beam, here and there,
to a fellow where a twinkle lagging

like to think, that vagabond comets,
trade heartfelt sonnets in the passing

like to think that you would love me
forever...even if I wasn't so
poetically cute and clever:)...

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Entangled in the boggy land of doubt,
And entrapped in the choices' web,
My will is melting…
To stand on the peak of selfhood,
And look down on all that is beneath,
And cherish the cherry-tasting nectar of being alone,
Or let my existence evaporate
In the galaxy of those black eyes,
And wear the silken blindfold of love,
And let the crystal fingers of Venus
Touch the velvet strings of my soul
To let the feathery divine melody
Enchant the drowsy ears…...

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There is differences in,
our  struggle and you fight.
our is righteousness 
Your violence.
Your purpose is to destroy,
to erase heritage and history
Your motto is to assimilate us into your boggy
Rather we fight for survival,
to keep our identity unique and independent.
We fight to breath, 
to keep our virsa, sovereign and uninfected.
our fight is for freedom, 
While they want to keep us slaves.
Fight will be continue, continue unto death or victory....

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Froggy bottom chorus line was jazzy and smart
They obeyed with rhythm, they bogeyed with heart
They brought their dance routine to a whole new art
Choreography of their steps, courtesy of leader, McLart
This boggy chorus line danced nearly off the chart
Every one of them, even smart little missy Tart.
I was mesmerized said my dour cousin Bill Bart.
Best of all was when the whole line began to belch and fart.
Scaring flies who did not know which way to dart...

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