Chipmunk, Chipmunk,
Kitten
Kitten
Oct 8, 2014

Chipmunk, Chipmunk,
Where could you be?
Maybe in this pretty little tree?
I wish to meet you,
And become your friend.
Maybe I could crush to your little head.
Just promise me you won't scream,
If your blood travels downstream.
So come out little Chipmunk,
If you dare.
Ill be waiting,
Right here,
I sware.

#death   #please   #friend   #blood   #kill   #murder   #revenge   #dare   #pleasure   #chipmunk  
Francie Lynch
Francie Lynch
Jun 9, 2015

Two of them,
So cute,
And such prodigious nibblers
In their striped coats,
Four inches high
On hind quarters,
Sharing the rich rain pulp
Of a maple-leaf key,
Looking over one another's shoulders
For the neighbor's cat.
We could be
More like that.

have you  seen the chipmunk climbing up a tree
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
Jan 26, 2014

have you  seen the chipmunk climbing up a tree
with  his stripey coat as fast as fast can be
looking for his food a nut than he can chew
with his chipmunk teeth so he can bite through
jumping branch to branch an acrobat his he
a creature of the forest and a life so free
he has big long tail and stripes along his back
running up and down along the forest track
living in a burrow in the ground so deep
this where he goes when its time to sleep

have you  seen the chipmunk climbing up a tree
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
Feb 17, 2015

have you  seen the chipmunk climbing up a tree
with  his stripey coat as fast as fast can be.

looking for his food a nut than he can chew
with his chipmunk teeth so he can bite through.

jumping branch to branch an acrobat his he
a creature of the forest with a life so free.

he has big long tail and stripes along his back
running up and down along the forest track.

living in a burrow in the ground so deep
this where he goes when its time to sleep.

A chipmunk
ashattack
ashattack
Aug 6, 2015

Green like a
Lake covered by algae
Soft spots
Leak through sunlight

Softly blowing wind
Rustling the leaves
Almost makes you think
The trees are alive

A chipmunk
Nesting in the shed
Down the hill
By the ivy patch

Turkeys waddling
Gobbling
Leftover bread crumbs
Their meal

A snake
In the front yard
Long and creepy
Black and yellow

A garden patch
Growing fast
Tomatoes
And beans

My grandma’s
Backyard

There you go, I wrote about nature. No song for this one :/
#nature   #summer   #garden   #snake   #trees   #turkey   #backyard   #chipmunk  
Like a chipmunk, my cheeks are stuffed
TM Wood
TM Wood
Apr 24, 2014

Like a chipmunk, my cheeks are stuffed
with chunks of you, little acorns
I’ve stashed and hoarded, clung to,
planted praying for fruit.

If (once) our bodies collide
like two stars sucking in one another,
I will trace your freckles, your scars,
your every limbs' meanderings,
with the gifts that have slipped from your lips,
glimpses of the gears
that keep you crunching.

You love books with rough pages,
thick fabric you can touch with fingertips calloused
and still feel the words beating blood on the page.

#love   #winter   #touch   #whisper   #books   #scars   #bodies   #collide   #freckles   #chipmunk  
M Clement
M Clement
Apr 23, 2013

I'm a fucking wreck.

Call the Captain, his ship's hit shore harder than anyone expected.
There are times when I don't want to break up lines;
I think it's more poignant as a whole.

Hole

Heart-shaped
Boxing belongings
Following the followers of the followed
Allotting allowances for the anonymous

I have books overdue
And talks long past stale

We could stay up for eternity, and not touch... and I'd be fine.

I'm slowly realizing how much I don't want sex.
Not that it's not a desire,
Don't misconstrue
I just don't seem to need it as much as you, or you, or you

Call it implausible impossibilities
Dear Billy the Opossum

I'm watching over shoulders
That are not my own

Sitting in abandon cabins
Crying for home

And with every red streak on my face
Is another mistake I'm attempting to erase
Suicide sounds best in depressive tonalities
If I played the xylophone would you still be proud of me?

I'm loved for reasons unknown
And spiritual for reasons I don't speak of
Intimacy
A part of me
I'll soak you in
Like fine atmosphere
Or finer wine

I'm white carpet
You are Pinot noir

I'm feeling less creative, and more willing to just cryptically (or not so) speak about my life. I hope it's still as enjoyable as it is confusing. That's truly what I am for.
Chipmunk shared in equal annoyances
Lucey Snyder
Lucey Snyder
Jan 27, 2010

Owl listened to Goose's secrets
Fishy could always use a smile
Duckie flew into many a dream
Cat lurked when the sun was high
Bear always gave the best hugs
Giraffe knew the summer's joys
Chipmunk shared in equal annoyances
Yet, Goose befriended them all

Owl was wise
Fishy was mellow
Duckie was comforting
Cat was kind
Bear was understanding
Giraffe was a laugh
Chipmunk was encouraging
And Goose loved them all

Duckie, Cat, Bear and Giraffe all
frequent the same little niche
Fishy swims down the street
from Chipmunk's tree
Owl and Goose fly in similar circles

And where would each be,
without the other
Our animal friends,
Or one another

 
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