Short Voles Poems

Hawk high on thermals

someone spoke in the silence ~

or a voles death-squeak....

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scared of cats, dogs, frogs, voles, mice, snakes,
baby elephant jumped into a tree and held on
vastly amusing the little creatures
who had power over almost no one else
his role in life set...

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She helps me with this and she helps with that
She helps me fix my poetry and
She is always there for me
She is kind gentle and free

She lifts my spirits when I am down
She is always around
She taught me voles and how they sound
She is my faceless friend 

She is my
A-E-I-O-U

A-Alexis
E-Excellent 
I-Incredible
O-Outstanding
U-Unique...

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Beneath the undergrowth deep
Awakening from a winter sleep,
Hedgehogs stir in nocturnal nuzzle,
Uncurl their defensive puzzle;
Shrews,woodmice and voles
Quiver,and quickly desert their holes;
Badgers air the bracken couchette,
Forage for food around their sett;
Hustle,bustle in each earthly niche
To illustrate nature's pastiche
Midst hedgerows of yesteryear,
To preserve,protect and hold dear....

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I have a problem;
these animals keep digging
mammals moles, gophers

~

hole digging tunnels
Oh! Burrowers where’s your den
you’re not our friend

~

small animals holes
moles, voles, rats, chipmunks burrows
Complex tunnels scapes

~

vermits such a pest
there’s gonna be a murder
Murder in tunnel





1/31/21
For Murder in the Tunnel Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neuman . 2021©...

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Killer whales but do they actually kill?
Killer sharks; I have seen Jaws. I am a believer.
Killer bees. I do not want to know.

Killer cats? I can picture them now. Eating the heads off
Like they do with mice and voles.
Killer dogs? 
Are you kidding?
Mine is sitting in my lap.
A Great Dane who outweighs me.
The only way he would kill someone would be if he rolled over on them,
Wanting them to lollygag and play....

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What has words has voles into what into what I say may come in the month of May. To see what happens can be deterred. So I tell to a future in love can come soon.
I well rise soon to my time and there is something I wish for you. Can you ask? 
Can you do or is it still to soon? I call thee to my soul. Bring happiness to the world for the holy is to rise inside the light. When the time comes all thou shell art in the world...

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tu vedes mihi se voles et in loci que voles, ego sum diversus-
scribo versum, 
entro spaci Mnemosiae,-
rosae
sunt in verbi, dolori et desideri,
et verae
sunt gratitudinae
da cordi a medici Hospitali Sanctae Mariae,-
sapenti viae
Misericordiae et Vitae,
inclino genoculi a heroi veri,non da miti,
Gratiae multi mundi
et multae stellae,
pulcher est laboris pro genti
en Urbi de Venti.
Ivan Petrysyn Chicago USA 05/13/07...

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inspired by contest nature theme

Beneath the undergrowth deep
Awakening from a winter sleep,
Hedgehogs stir in nocturnal nuzzle,
Uncurl their defensive puzzle;
Shrews,woodmice and voles
Quiver,and quickly desert their holes;
Badgers air the bracken couchette,
Forage for food around their sett;
Hustle,bustle in each earthly niche
To illustrate nature's pastiche
Midst hedgerows of yesteryear,
To preserve,protect and hold dear....

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In the country, we do not have city shine,
we have luster, 
we have the glimmer of voles,
the fumes of turbid crawlers
under the slow burn of iridescent woods. 

We who night-watch
see from sunken waters,
gather light from luminous cisterns.
We understand black;
how it sheens the clapper claw.

On the pitch of the concealed
a country ken leads us to a quickened vision,
we see as a horse sees
fleeing from a fire breathing barn....

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The hallowed hollow tree in October was excruciatingly alive.
There were apartments that numbered more than twenty-five.
There were owls and squirrels, rabbits, voles, and moles too.
Dressed in Halloween garb, challenging each duo to a boo.

Elaborate costumes were put on the young and the old.
Some were dressed subtly, others outrageously bold.
Dancing and partying went on in the hallowed tree tonight.
The tree was as happy as it had ever been on an October night....

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The Owl saw the vole and thought there is my tea
The vole saw the owl and thought he better recognise me! 
Now Owls  they are a.wesome and Hedwigs the be.st, But a vole for your tea is sim.ply the be.st.
with a swish of his tale and a fast speedy dive.
The voles life flew before him, as he thought he would die 
But as quick as a flash and a loud sounding bang Sirious black appears out the ground 
Now Hedwig loves wizards but wishes they would stick to the shapes that don't taste so good....

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