A howling yeti
In Cincinnati!
Does Cincinnati
Even have a yeti?
It wouldn’t surprise me,
Yeti’s a hobo, you see.
Headline News:
12/23/2025
Mysterious noise echoes across Cincinnati neighborhoods for weeks
12/25/2025
From yetis to railyards: Possible lead emerges for strange noise in Cincinnati
Years are dragging by, without having you here;
Every fiber of my being wants you holding me near.
Through time and space, eternity, our ties shall never sever;
In these words you know my truth, "I love you Always and Forever."
*Dedicated to The Only One, R.A.B.
*'Name Poetry Contest
*Sponsored by: Brian Strand
*Entered on 9/9/25
The Abominable Snowman
May try to melt into obscurity,
Yeti remains a glittering star
On the ecological ladder,
After a very, very long climb.
Yes indeed-
Big-Foot is a Leg-Eend
In its own time!
Has anyone actually seen a yeti... yet?
There are some who say these folks are a bit unsteady
Though the truth is a strain
Open minds must remain
So no matter how outrageous for anything I'm ready
It was a red space Yeti.
Claimed crazy teddy.
They like shandy lime
on planet number nine.
Ten thousand years in time
Before his claim may be denied.
Will a Snow Yeti,
eat many Good and Plenty.
While sneaking up on You.
Well, that may be true.
But you'll hear them coming.
They play the Didgeridoo.
The Abominable Snowman
May try to melt into obscurity,
Yeti remains a glittering star
On the ecological ladder,
After a very, very long climb.
Yes indeed:
Bigfoot is a leg-end
In its own time!
Yeti in snow, the greatest camouflage
His winter substitute for ghillie suit
Some think him an abominable brute
He means no ill will to their entourage
These beings here that came to sabotage
So fades into the white, all but his snoot
Yeti in snow
He prepares inside ice cold embassage
In case they infiltrate his cave en route
For his plunder of crystal iceberg loot
Hid by a stormed up blizzard clad mirage
Yeti in snow
October 12, 2022
Rousing Rondine Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jeff Kyser
They claim it was a Yeti,
And without any proof.
Well, isn't that Special,
Another Dude in a Suit.
what had he glimpsed? A hairy black gorilla?
He was mesmerized as he stared into the forest.
It had moved as gracefully as a ballerina, but with longer strides.
What is it? His hunting partner asked.
He shook his head. I don’t know, he lied, knowing it was a Yeti.
By Joseph Christopher Liguori and Robert James Liguori
The waves broke and the sun shone,
As he walked on the beach alone.
Abandoning the shore and heading towards the trees,
The leaves remained still in the calmness of the breeze.
Not a sound could be heard from above or below,
While he made his homeward stroll, ever so slow.
Upon reaching his abode, he clambered into bed,
Closing his eyes, he reminisced of what nature said.
Friday, October 1, 2021
Has anyone actually seen a yeti... yet?
There are some who say they're a bit unsteady
Though the truth is a strain
Open minds must remain
So no matter how outrageous, for anything I'm ready
Has anyone actually seen a yeti... yetty?
There are some who say these folks are a bit unsteady
Though the truth is a strain
Open minds must remain
So no matter how outrageous, for anything I'm ready
Yeti came down and stuck out his tongue
Ugly, black and spotted, it looked like dung.
I had bad nightmares
My formative years
For this awful memory forever clung
Nessie lifted her head today for just a second.
I saw it, and thought ‘there she is!’ black skinny neck.
Black face, looked dinosaur-like. I ran flat out toward her.
Was it the “real” Nessie?
She dove down hard, did a disappearing act.
I lifted my green wading pool, looking underneath.
Thinking there was going to be a deep cavern,
But there was nothing but wet leaves and brown earth.
“Looking for a drain were you?” A snotty voice said to me.
I looked up into the eyes of a smug, irritating arch-enemy.
Dhramned Abominable Snowman! Out of all the stalkers in
The world, why did he have to be mine?
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