Short Racoons Poems

towering racoons
pose for a candid snapshot
amidst trunks skirting...

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2 racoons decided
they were gonna
make a home
on my back 
porch. now of
course i had other
plans for them. if
they were gonna stay
than they have to
help pay, for their
room on my porch....

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Rambunctiously I go
Rambling in the dark woods
Randomly following
Range trails made by racoons
Raptly I watch among
Ramps, next to the creek bed
Rationalism leaves

ramps-noun-a wild plant much like spring onions with a garlicy taste...

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Twenty-Four ?
At my door...
I hear them knocking...
I hear them roar...
What are they?
Shapeshifting phantoms?
Ghosts of Holloween-Pasts?
Christy's Racoons?
I can't make them out
But they're there,
I have no doubt...
Tweny-four...
At my door....
God knows,
There'll soon be more....

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Glory be to the newborn December sun
how bravely it drips its frosty shine!

The backwoods bears are snoring,
bleary are the eyes of somnambulant racoons.

Right here and now, where the hedgerow
winks through its own bare-boned branches

the sun that plunged on through
the dim-eyed daybreak, all is now awake!...

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The neighborhood has gone to bed
A lonely yellow light peeks out a window
A wary city coyote gives a curious glance
Racoons pick the combination lock on the trash can lid
A feral Tom serenades its purring lover
Street lights offer a dubious trust
As a cradle moon rocks the stars to sleep
A wind chime succumbs to the humidity
...

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...and the warnings rang strong
...and the cauldron wheezed
...and the magma lapped at strapping branches,
genetically equipped, with a passion,
for protecting the bulb
...and the poet rhymed on

...and the emperor, Nero, has resurfaced
...and the swinging, singing, stinging swarm 
cycled back

...and the funk of it reached fecal proportions,
surpassing sweetness of rotting racoons
on the roadside 
...and the poet rhymed on....

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Debonair raccoon had his pick of women of course.
He found them in the barn, cuddling next to the horse.
He liked them Rubenesque, reddish and round.
They gravitated him sleek and slick, marriage-bound.

The horse got jealous when Debonair took them away.
He liked female racoons. Many of them “made his day”.
They were eager to please, and their sense of humors were keen.
He thought when Debonair took them from him, he was being mean....

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