Short Snorting Poems
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my dogs lost in the chase
there on the rug
breathing heavy
eyelids going
snorting paws moving
I wonder
do dog dreams
come true?
Form:
Where Death Awaits
Matadors
(like ballerinas)
pivot by
snorting bulls
who are charging the red cape
to where death awaits.
Asleep
Exhausted, restless
Dreaming, snorting, turning
Sunlight, alarm, shower, coffee
Stretching, yawning, changing
Irritable, confused
Awake
Oh no.' Is he snorting snow.?
ben your mental bar; now is so low.'
He' gives me this crick,
My neck starting to click.'
Ban the quackster, he really; must go'
Three weiner puppies in the buggy north of Street McAntix
Popping, licking, rolling, snorting, growling and playing in bantics
Their proud little girl owner pushing them happily, loving their antics
Mark! Mark! Sounds like a dog with a hair lip
Doesn't scare nobody in spite of his markmanship
Tried snorting instead
Bared his teeth wide spread
But the mark mark gives away his weinership
Mark! Mark! Sounds like a dog with a hair lip
Doesn't scare nobody in spite of his marksmanship
Tried snorting instead
Bared his teeth wide spread
But the mark mark gave away his weinership
They are coming this weekend
I have known for two weeks
Why clean ahead?
Why clean at all?
Isn’t it time they knew
Their mother HATES to clean.
I snicker and nicker to myself.
Snorting now.
They already know.
Dangbert was snorting and snarling and gnashing his teeth
He is feverously ferocious, full of anger and grief.
The old dragon watched, from her mountain seat high.
Thrilled to death of her son, who was scaring this guy.
Sometimes wind is our fluted friend
Puffing sails and dispersing seed
Sweeping life to unknown isles and continents
Offering up free cups of electricity.
Wind can also be a red-caped bull
snorting souls like snot into hell or heaven.
Scented Leaves were seen spewed all over
A Lady decided to hover
Which made her nose twitch
Snorting in high pitch
They flew toward her face to cover
November 13, 2019
Contest Name: SCENTED LEAVES
Sponsored by: Kim Rodrigues
he whips up a thunderstorm
of furious acid
looming above an ocean black,
vast and placid,
snorting through billows of smoke scalding,
deathly white,
the god of the seas, once again,
will show his might.
Gloomy-green, forested
Man, these are the haunts
Of what even now is
Leaping, while unsheathed, at
But strange food to it!
No less, for a creature
Friend, snorting, grunting
Wild; for the sound it makes.
Vain; in hoofing away.
Trying to outwit!
Another way of destroying ourselves
Bottles of pills, boxes of beer, and baggies of weed
Underestimating the pain that these things can cause if used unrighteously
Swallowng, snorting, and shooting up these killers can
End the happiness in you life forever
All these little pale pink piggies
prancing through their straw floored pen
sniffing and snorting
with little smiles under their snouts!
Tufted, tiny tails bouncing in the air!
Sharp, dark, twinkle eyes!
Oh, can I love bacon looking
at these wee faces?!
Life is a bullfight
replete with an ugly, snorting beast,
with murderous eyes and sharpened horns,
trying relentlessly to kill you
in the most painful way possible
while your friends and family in the arena,
drooling, laughing, and cheering,
eagerly await the outcome.
Three chubby short stubby snorting gnomes came into the field.
They held a skeleton, a cauldron, and a jack-o-lantern from our yield.
Give that Jack back! I challenged the thief, who would not show me his eyes.
They ran off with grandma’s favorite cauldron too, no big surprise!
When all
Is said
And written
For someone
So smitten
By poetry
And prose
Thus Propositioned
Now
Back to yore
Is this
The end
A surprise
On page turn
When all possible
Combinations
Of thoughts
Ideas
And words
Make the palette greyer
And the snorting bore
Sullen
At work a (millennial) was snorting
about his weekend trip to a casino
how he was sick of wearing a mask
how he didn't care if he died or not.
I asked him what if he were to tote
the bat flu home to his loved ones
he gave me the F.U. (boomer) stare
walking away in smart phone glare.
The coats are falling all over each other
We have tried to separate them
But they like being close and chummy
Pickpocketing each other's pockets
Rubbing their collars upside
Each other's necks
Sniffing and snorting
Grunting sometimes
This is when it is not easy
to be a coat check girl
Four hooves at the ready
one-eyed tall snorting
he one chewed cigar puffing
left on the rope
right wrapped round horse ear
eye to eye staring down
the trailer at once prize and prison
pawing the air no more
carried by an ear into darkness
Old Smoky the victor again
Sunder was loaded.
Twang toot Fing Foo
Jingle jingle rattle boo
Tiger Tiger splash, squish
Skycrapper’s crashing swish
Wretched retches snorting snuck
Timtimbuctoo’s belching buck
Whoosh whoosh Winnie Treetree murmur
Croaking frogie's hiss hiss charmer
Punipuni giggles growling grunt
Oink oink words' trilling witchhunt
,Center>The streets are ridge-backed and growling.
City lights glare like outflanked samurai.
Your thin hand dices words
into sideswipes.
Whiskey blooms in your orchid mouth.
I am led to where a lust
is armored, and snorting to be free.
Stories groom our hungers.
The night camps
in a small neon room.
Oiled and polished tack
golden coat, white mane
16 hands of raw energy
freshly groomed
chomping at the bit
snorting in anticipation
snow falling lightly
reins firmly in hand
slow canter across
snow blanketed field
steam rising from
my powerful steed
hawks circle overhead
red fox watches
absolute peace
The streets are ridge-backed and growling.
City lights glare like outflanked samurai.
Your thin lips dice words,
sideswipe wanton desire,
hints of release measure my mind.
Whiskey blooms in your orchid mouth.
I am led to where a lust
is snorting to be free.
Warm winds groom stray hungers.
A room behind the neon
beckons.