Short Hugger Poems

Babe Ruth
To tell the truth
Was as good a hugger
As a slugger...

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Orange, yellow, and pinks.

60's colors, striped, flowered

Hip-Hugger Bell Bottoms...

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Bear with a banjo tree hugger
Beneath the Banyan tree
Barely beeps his bitterbugger
Beyond barley’s bruised knee....

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once a tree hugger from warren

awakened from too much snorin

setting out on a lark

to the nearest state park

he sent all the birds a soarin.
...

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embroidered daisies
hip hugger bell bottoms
1970

Nehru jacket
yellow happy faces
1971

maternity tops
and a quickie wedding
those dhrammed bell bottoms...

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The Earth won't stand still
she 'll purge herself of her Ill
soon the earth will heal

you can't change a thing
there may not be a new spring
earth one day will sing...

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blue granny glasses 
bubbly lava lamp
yellow happy face
Mamas and The Papas 
Karen Carpenter
Embroidered blue jeans 
Flowered shirt for men 
Janice Joplin 
decorated Volkswagen bus 
Hip hugger bell bottoms 
Shag carpeting 
Hypnotherapy
1960's...

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a hug seems to always be welcome if the recipient is a child
older people may be more hesitant, but they might warm up
my mother was not a hugger; but I began hugging her when I was fifty
she was seventy-one; she hugged back at seventy-five.
worth it....

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Psychedelic bedroom reminds me of my hippie days
I revel in the glow of the black light; it was so chic then
Not super popular now, but exciting to this old hippie
Reminds me of my youth, seventies, hip hugger bellbottoms
How can you sleep in here? Asks other adults.
How could you not? I reply....

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Its another day
just like every other day
not a lot to say

winter snow is on the ground
wind  is blowing all around
the trees sleeping sound

There leaves are missing
there is no time for fishing
spring is worth wishing

new life will emerge
years of memories  are purged
soon the seasons merge...

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The dream in my head would not go away
The thoughts of hunting season
 invaded  my head
what if hunters got you
I could just see someone 
making a hat with your fur
like Daniel Boon
or one of those early pioneers
It was just the other day
I herd the dogs
 yesterday I went out in the snow looking
for you
I herd some shots
I fear the worse...

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God we continue always
it is our way
The way we take
each day
the way we pray
the way we say
I love you
with our heart

Yes God we continue always
there is no other way
but to die
and to say Why?
surly that would make us cry

so we continue
its what we do
like we have always done
since time has begun
we never run
away from God
or do we?...

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Sherrie was loved, felt it every minute
Her mother was a cuddler, a hugger,
She had a good heart, and was kind
She never wanted to grow up

But she did grow up, and became a terrific mother
Hugging and loving her own children
Swaddling them from the world for a time,
Showing them they were blessed and loved.

And her children did the same with their children
Love begets love...

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What is toad doing? We asked each other.
No one knew, not grandpa, uncle or brother.
I think he thinks he is a tree hugger I dared suggest.
Toad with a far away look was hugging a mushroom to his chest.

Are we going to tell him he missed a tree by a mile?
Asked our Aunt Maghetti, who had a maniacal smile.
Let’s let him do what he is doing, and pretend it is a tree.
Suggested several cousins, including me....

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I'm getting sick of tree huggers 
always hugging trees
this kinda dumb
seems pretty stupid to me
i said trees aren't meant to be hugged dude 
he just turned and said screw you
and then he said you're just jealous because we're getting married.
so i went over there and punched him in the eye
and then i set the tree on fire then it died
and i walked away as he cried that was the end of the tree hugger's life....

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The snow
its falling hard now
I can hardly see out
My electric gonna be through the roof
and all I can do is wait
maybe Ill work on my writing
 a few Haiku's and some 
other stuff
not sure what to do
but sit and wait,
Its the Damn waiting
waiting I HATE IT !!!
just so you know
The dog got your rotisserie chicken 
i left  for you
 if you can read my thoughts
I'll leave another one out to night
 for you...

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I got up early 
to look for you
the wind was blowing
as it  usually does
in the morning
by the clearing
I thought I found your tracks
but the snow quickly covered them
when you walk through winter woods
there is a silence
like death that surounds you 
like a blanket
covering you up. 
I walked for about an hour
with no luck
my ears hurt
my feet are cold
I think I'll have some coffee
when I get home
and take a hot bath...

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I walked to work to day 
it was snowing hard
I walked the road this time
hoping to find you
I was thinking
 your carcass would be
laying there 
on the side of the road
vulture food
food for the worms and maggots
I walked all the way to work
in the snow
I could hardly see
so maybe I missed you
I stopped by the store
bought another bottle
bought the Trader too
I was thinking I would build something
for you
to live in when you came back....

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I am the ocean, wet and mysterious
Mercurial, flexible, changeable, a chameleon
People cannot outguess me
My imagination follows a jet stream

I am a kaleidescope of colors,
orange, red, green, yellow, blue, violet, indigo
You cannot catch me; I am invincible and confident
I can barely keep up with myself

I am a tree hugger, a child lover
I am a cartoonist, painter, poet, story teller
I am hopeful and optimistic
I am an egg, sunny side up....

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when I got to work today
the lock was frozen
 I struggle,Finally
I  got the door unlocked  
then It dawned on me
I haven't seen anyone 
or talked to anyone
for two weeks now
wait maybe 3?
let me see
last person I talked to
was Dr Auston
she stopped by the lab
now I remember
i really need to call some one 
maybe tonight when I get home
I see someone has left a cat in here
I hate cats
damn
I can't keep my mind of him 
I wonder where he's at...

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Yes, I am a tree hugger
And I do so love the trees.
Trees give us negative ions;
Oxygen to breathe.

Lovely wooden sentinels;
Our siblings are the trees.
Though they have no legs to walk
They move within the breeze.

The trees see many curious things;
Perhaps hear even more.
They’ll share their secrets if
It’s what you ask them for.

Listen with your soul to leaves within the wind.
You’ll be back to hear more, again and again.

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nature created me, defines me, emboldens me, holds me.
I am one with the stars, the oaks, the meadow and butterflies.
a tree hugger, a naturalist, I am uplifted by the outdoors.
a female Thoreau, I live in the woods gladly, feeling spirit.

surrounded by fox, squirrel, deer, raccoon, and muskrat,
I have found turtles, snakes, lizards, and ducks in Kansas
cardinals, blue jays, wrens and woodpeckers surround me.
mystical orbs are photographed by me around my dragonflies....

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Gluttony takes no prisoners,
And leaves nothing behind to grow,
Except the need for more.

Gluttony unchecked will end our planets usefulness,
But not our usefulness,
In helping Gluttony get to more and more planets.

More, more, more, and ever more,
Is Gluttony's call to all but the wiry,
And the spendthrift,
The non-alcoholic,
And the tree Hugger,
The Hermit,
And the one actually on a diet.

But is six enough,
To reverse the damage, 
From decades of overindulgence?...

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Lone Bailey was a tree hugger since the age of three
Resilient limpet, he clung on ferociously
Now labelled and rejected as a permanent pest
Bailey went his own sweet way avoiding all the rest
His favourite haunts were abandoned places and trees
Scrambling barefoot up them or on his hands and knees
To carving his initials in perpetuity
He beheld grotesque images no-one else could see

Menacingly taunting him to COME HERE AND HUG ME.




Halloween sCARE - Contest
10/11/17...

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