Short Eskimo Poems

Nelly's dog Bella.
American Eskimo
Piddles when not walked!...

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staple trainers school canteen
left over apple crumble
eskimo right refusal fire biscuit...

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sleepy papoose
nunavut eskimo baby
tucked in mama's hood



posted on September 4, 2018...

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I learned this survival skill from an Eskimo.
Do not under any circumstances eat yellow snow....

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Susan Lawrence wanted to know
The life of an old Eskimo
He got so excited
His igloo ignited
And melted away in the snow...

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An Eskimo visited Hell
And found that it suited him well
His wife did not care
She'd never live where
A snowball can't knock him pell-mell!...

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opened his wallet
eskimo call girl chuckled ~
lacked innuendo



for the Simply Senryu Poetry Contest
sponsored by John Lawless
Written 10/8/22...

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Orange, black, and white
Keep it pulled down tight.

Sits on my head with pride
Taking care of my uncombed hair
Ageing with daily wear
Threaded with the letters OSU
Eskimo Joe wears one too....

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I’m an Eskimo 
From the North Pole 
Being cooled by my gene 
Don’t,throw 
Lavas from the Volcanos
What it may be 
Not harm them me 
Know
I’m an Eskimo 
From the North Pole 
Being cooled set by my gene...

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Wrapped up in a blanket, bliss
Scented woman, loveliness
Surrounds the songbird with his love
Strokes her face with fingerless glove
Moves the hair out from her eyes
Eskimo kisses in disguise
Lips inviting, slightly part
His meet hers, she's got his heart...

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Limerick: Once a mum Mademoiselle rode in a Metro

           for Heather M.

Once (a) mum Mademoiselle rode in (a) Metro
Felt snug and dozed dreaming of Brando
Lights went out, the train stopped
Coach temperature dropped
She woke up in arms of Eskimo.

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2013...

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Eskimo
sweet pet I came to know -
small hyper-active dog, snowy white.

He lay to sleep by my feet on my bed at night.
Loyal and loving, though not bright!
Times with him could not be happier!

I miss my "gem" of fur,
Ollyver.

for the Beloved Pets Poetry Contest of BJ Legros Kelley...

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If I was an Eskimo I would live on an ice float
sharing it with a couple of crisp clean white polar bears
My children would play with their children
We would swap stories
Share child-rearing responsibilities
Clean each other’s igloos
Pesky men who think I am cute would leave me alone
My bear friends would see to that...

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Kayaking myself down Eskimo way
I found an abandoned igloo and decided to stay
The last polar bear promptly scared me away
I know my scared face turned a weird kind of gray

Luckily I could outrun my good buddy Jay
We had his funeral yesterday
His parents asked, but what could   say?
That I was thrilled I had outrun him that day?...

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Eskimo Ellie loves training her sled dogs
they are her comfort, her pack.
they keep her warm at night, and appreciate her stories
She lets them sleep inside the igloo, but keeps this a secret
the other dog handlers would not understand
they might think she is soft and silly
her dogs are her family,
where else would she make them sleep?...

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In the Maritimes, it is difficult 
Especially, on the Bay 
Where winds are carried. 

The temperatures drop down, really low 
Could swear, you're in the Arctic 
Snow piles up too. 

The brutal winter wind, stays close behind 
Dressed up, like an Eskimo 
You will beg for warmth. 

Copyright Cynthia Jones 
Feb.6/2007...

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How do you bore that fishing hole in the ice?
I study an Intuit who is pretty nice.
He tosses me a salmon, not once, but thrice.
There is a faint smell like Daddy’s Old Spice.

Do ice igloos ever have any rabbits or mice?
His answer are great; they rapidly inform and entice. 
Do Eskimos have any kind of ridiculous vice?
He smiles as he serves me salmon on rice....

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My heart beats out your name
In steady three-quarter time
This waltz of love sustains me
With the hope that you'll be mine
I dream of you so often
It's almost like you are
But almost can't do justice
It's woefully under par

Yet when I get to see you
My spirit soars to heights
Not humanly attainable
I'm passing stars in flight
That's the effect you have on me
In all the days I've lived
I've never met another
Who can give me what you can give...

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You
watch me
leave with eyes
grown dim. Once bright,
they kept me in sight
and shone when I came home.
But circumstances require 
we part. My shadow, my heart - your
sad baying follows me to the door.
When will you know to wait for me no more?


Dedicated to Ollyver, My one and only best doggie,
a miniature Eskimo that i had to give up years ago. 
I left him at Pet Smart, which has a no-kill policy, and 
I will always remember his cries as I left the store that day...

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