Short Fuzzy Poems
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Hocus-pocus, modus ponens,
“Knowledge” boosts your serotonins:
If your case has come unglued,
Wave your hands to save your mood.
Fuzzy bee has come to tea
He fell in the Earl Gray, in front of me
Fluffed out his fuzz, with a buzz buzz whee
I really love this fellow, fuzzy bee
Fuzzy Wuzzy wuzza fuzzy bear
Looked like a fuzz ball he had so much hair
But in all that fuzz
Lived a heart of pure luv
The sweetest damn fuzzball I do declare
Fuzzy Wuzzy wazza fuzzy bear
Looked like a fuzz ball he had so much hair
But in all that fuzz
Lived a heart of pure luv
The sweetest damn fuzz ball I do declare
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasza fuzzy bear
Looked like a fuzz ball he had so much hair
But in all that fuzz
Lived a heart of pure luv
The sweetest damn fuzz ball I do declare
“Mad? Am I madam?” asked my house nanny
with protruding front teeth like Bugs Bunny,
I said, “I didn’t mean that…
Please check your sir what he got,
Was it a car or a cat I saw,Nee?”
Fuzzy Wuzzy waza fuzzy wuzzy bear
Looked like a fuzz ball he had so much hair
But in all that fuzz
Lived a heart of pure luv
The sweetest damn fuzz ball I do declare
© Jack Ellison 2015
The fuzzy toad couple came hopping across the pond
I was amazed when I saw the last lily pod they’d been on
There were four footprints of high heeled shoes.
I was surprised to say the least, now wouldn’t you have been too?
The fuzzy toad couple came hopping across the pond
I was amazed when I saw the last lily pod they’d been on
There were four footprints of high heeled shoes.
I was surprised to say the least, now wouldn’t you have been too?
I'm fuzzy now
and I'm not sure why
Is it my soul
that's making me high
I think
I blink
my fuzzy is in ink
a pen on paper
to my brink
to my love
to my journey
oh yes I'm fuzzy now
but here I am
telling you how. !!
Hanging from a tree
Fuzzy, juicy little things
Sweetness to my tongue
Glad to see the seeds within
Sweet summer of sun and fun
Fuzzy.
Criss-crossed and
checkerboarded but mostly fuzzy
Blue neon stain marks
The march of time
Scary, Espantoso, cualquier prefieres.
All is black now. But not totally
***** with dabs of magenta
And not ‘till this line is done.
Fuzzy,
As he grows old he just grumbles to everything.
On the other hand he curses his bad luck;
his vision on the affairs of the world is distorted,
he even doesn't know whether his own world is really darker
or whether his eyes are only deceiving him.
Sometimes I don’t know what to think
When I hear your story, I’m almost convinced
Because I don’t have extraordinary evidence for my claims
Just a hazy memory, a gnawing feeling, and a name
When I forget and when I doubt
I close my eyes and figure it out
Hungry in all direction's
Hence this Redemption is
Here for you
In the achievement
Of the
Magnitude of his blessing
Ministered through
And threw
Through life He gives'
Abundantly and He finally
Calls' you home
Fore the Holy City is sacred
And you are His first born
GF
As I gaze at
the bright fuzzy
clouds touching the
velvet blue sky,
wishing I had
been educated
in the art of flying,
so many people have told me,
but that's a good way
to die.
I just tell them, yes
but what a way,
to depart this
old world.
wrote 8-9-07
add
subtract
multiply;
even divide,
fuzzy math always remains fuzzy math.
two plus two will never add up to five;
answer is four,
will always
remain
four
Date written: 03/06/2021
Hippity hoppity bing bang kerploppity bouncey kerfloppity ears.
On again off again up again down again puppy will love you for years.
Wiggling, jiggling, muzzel nuzzliin' love growl has us all giggling now
Bippity boppity chase balls non-stopity never gets tired somehow.
June, 2012
The Lord draw's
A long line from Divinity
By proclamation
And by design
The Lord is
Entrenched in Divinity
And for the Ministry
There is time, thus multitude
Of Trinity
Becomes' his long suffering
His cantor for Restoration
Is here-by restored
And refined to the end
Of time of being
GF
Let's dream up a fuzzy alias for CV-19
How about 'Peter Pandemic'
Amelia Bedelia-Bednemic'
or 'Ronald McDonal-demic'
Not so fuzzy-wuzzy, eh
Let's try another way --
Maybe 'Over-Polarized Systemic'
C'mon. What do you say...
Hmm. I see you don't appreciate any of these
Oh, well ~ My appellations don't grow on trees
Light & fluffy at your service
With bells and whistles too
Bringing sunshine and warmth
To help blow away those blues
No doom & gloom in this one
Just illumination & light
No negatives or worries
About worldly plights
Just fun and silliness
And a warm fuzzy sent your way
Cuddles and kindness galore
To perhaps help brighten your day!
The Lord draws'
A long line of divinity
By proclamation
And by design
------
The Lord is
Entrenched in divinity
And for the ministry
There is time, thus multitude
Of trinity
Becomes His long suffering
His cantor for restoration
Is hereby restored
Of time of being
Gary Fields
Poet/Author
Hungry in all direction's
Hence this Redemption is
Here for you,
In the achievement
Of the
Magnitude of His blessings'
Ministered through
And threw
Through life He gives'
Abundantly and He finally
Calls' you home
For the Holy City is sacred
And you are His first born
Gary Fields
Poet Author
pointed toenail ruined my favorite gray fuzzy sock
puncturing her in a mean, uncaring big-toe way
I try to fix her, but she is never the same
too tight with her sewn up patch to be comfortable
no longer loose, soft, happy and cozy
this is not the first time this has happened
have I learned to trim my toenails first?
ask me after I push my stabbing nails into my new fuzzy sock
Hidden just below the slope
To remind you all of my present
My presence you call hope
Be kind to this gentle one who knows
Her seeds shall always grow
The sky did speak
To bless her beak
As the rain was falling
She stood there calling
Through touch we have grown
Lord love is shown
God blessed our land
By the touch of his hands
Thunder broke the shanks
God sent us thanks