"meerkats" poems
big sweaters, ghibli, acrylic paint, cafes, knit blankets and unplanned afternoon naps on the couch, gardens, bananas, vanilla almond milk, soft yarn to crochet into ****** scarves, candles after midnight, the big trees with bulky roots, patio furniture, pianos in random buildings, the internet, manatees, the boundless colours of nail polish, peanut butter & honey, rubber boots, pens that write well, fresh new notebooks, skylights, american netflix, mothers that understand, tête à têtes, one glass of sweet white wine, awkward eye contact that turns into comfortable kissing, airplanes, fresh air, baseball caps, the female collective, the really good dark chocolate, flowers, pumpkin spice lattes and ***** chai lattes, candid laughter, yoga, oceans, high waisted shorts, striped t-shirts, docile cats, playful pups, french presses, integrity, sunscreen, meerkats, penguins, chameleons, autumn leaves, fall fashion, ruby woo mac lipstick, osho, dynamic meditation, compassion, siblings, scrambled eggs, smart phones, garageband, metronomes, hot glue guns, quinoa, ferry boats, soft hands, bicycles, real people, fat snowflakes in ample, graceful ********** backpacks that don't hurt your shoulders, hair conditioner, multi-vitamins, soft sand under bare feet, people that own up to lies, clarity, samsara, satori, samasati, visions, echinacea, lavender oil and frankincense, ambrosia apples and ripe avocados, authenticity, Morgan Freeman's voice, good kissers, ******* iced tea on a hot day, curtains, the smell of beeswax, art galleries, hand massages and foot massages, reiki, plums, mild thunderstorms, soccer ***** good surprises, when birds don't **** on your head.
Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 7:24 AM UTC
Today tastes like
Satisfied saturday lie ins
and accompanied sleepy yawns
Tea in bed
toast crumbs
Today tastes like
Washing pegs I hold in my mouth
while ******* things
out on the line
Today tastes like
Saturday sweetie day
peanut m n m's
and other sugary
treats hooray!
Today tastes like a trip to the zoo
animal antics
fruit bats
meerkats
and tamarin tantrics
Today tastes like
My son's hearty hugs
he's been away all week
with the scouts
a hearty dinner
whilst he recounts
his trip's losers and winners
Today tastes like
brightly coloured family
television shows
of sofa time and
cheesey toes
(before i put the boys
in the bath)
Today tastes like
relaxation
tea and more tea
Maybe I'll allow
myself a
cheeky glass of wine
to further relax
and unwind!
Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 4:56 PM UTC
We go together like
Digestives dipped in tea.
Your girlfriend and a hike.
A sting and a bee.
I love you like
Dogs love chasing postmen.
Halfords love a bike.
Teachers love red pen.
I need you like
Meerkats need you to go to a different website.
Aunt Josephine needed Ike.
Ghosts need to fright.
In summary, then,
We go together like
I love you like
I need you like
Really poor metaphors.
A reference to popular culture.
An ironic rhyme scheme and rhythm that vanishes towards the end.
Don’t you love a flirt, darling?
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 7:04 PM UTC
sometimes hes a blue balloon
His laugh is a dancing seal
His eyes are Meerkats
His voice is a deep roar
His temper is a cheeky monkey
Nov 17, 2013
Nov 17, 2013 at 4:42 PM UTC
meerkats are clever of that there is no doubt
they live in congregation and one who is the scout
looking out for danger so he can warn the pack
back in to there burrows they will all run back.
they look for any insects for there little treat
scorpions and spiders that they love to eat
they can see for miles when standing in the air
with there perfect vision looking everywhere.
they are very close a great big family
roaming round the desert with a life so free
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 1:42 PM UTC
Sun streaming
Brightly beaming
Into my lounge.
Golden dawning
Lovely morning
I’m still alive!
My heart sings
My soul has wings
Happy day.
Streams of photons light may be
Scientists tell us factually
Still beautiful to see.
Meerkats gather in early sun
Gazing in awe at the powerful one
Knowing the day has just begun.
Time to walk down to the pub
Ready for some lovely grub
And still the sun is shining.
Paul Butters
Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 6:24 AM UTC
I'm not sleeping
because I'm afraid of the nightmares
I bare
when I'm asleep and no one's there.
I'm not sleeping
because I fear,
in less than a day,
she won't be there
or she'll push me away.
I'm not sleeping
because I think about the things to
come -
the good and the bad.
The nightmares keep me up.
More attacks on the innocent
to be screened inside.
Mostly in schools,
once underground.
Flaw-full students,
ones with glasses or inconsistent
tardies.
Or innocent princesses,
animated and have come to life.
Attacks from the power gone evil.
Principals become ******
and evil witches or queens grow
the size of skyscrapers.
The innocent become meerkats
in the ground when the hyena
appears.
Travel great depths to find the one
to help them save the world.
Wake up before justice is served.
I'm not sleeping
because I can't stop the mare
and save my mind.
Wake up in fear
and then have her push me away.
But I need to sleep
so I don't explode
when I am pushed.
I'm not sleeping
because of fear.
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 3:14 AM UTC
The world is filled with those who would steal your joy
their hearts are cold
all of life, every facet of it
must be completely serious
there is no room for fun in their lives
I first saw them as having cheated themselves out of life
but in truth it is not their fault
it is the bitterness they were raised under
their being kept under anothers thumb their entire lives
that's made them this way
How can we actually blame them
for what they've been taught
for what their parents and schools
have instilled in their minds
they know nothing but the rules that must be followed
To watch another step outside of those rules
to see them live their lives differently
to view others experiencing joy and happiness
only offers them great irritation in their gut
but all they know of jealousy is the definition of the word
You see, definitions are within the rules
feelings are not
feelings and emotions are to them
a weakness
something they have been taught has no place in life
I'm sure that I will be asked who are they
and I will answer an entire colony of meerkats
but if they actually need to ask
if they really want to know
their answer will best be found in a mirror
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 6:48 AM UTC
AS I APPROACHED THE DOOR, A FROG CROAKED AT ME,
THE NOVELTY THAT PEOPLE HAVE IS A REAL MYSTERY,
I THOUGHT THAT I WOULD PICK IT UP - PUT IT IN MY BAG,
MUST HAVE BEEN ONE OF THOSE THINGS THAT YOU BUY FROM A MAG,
MY WIFE TOLD PEOPLE THAT TERRY WAS GOING TO NICK A FROG,
BUT IT WASN'T ON MY MIND WHILE I WAS WORKING LIKE A DOG,
THEY HEARD ME COMING - THERE WAS A MUFFLED CROAK FROM
A STRANGE BLOKE LIKE RIP VAN WINKLE WHO FINALLY WOKE;
MY BAG WAS FULL OF SUNFLOWERS, POTS LIKE SNAILS,
WINDMILLS, GARDEN LIGHTS AND MEERKATS WITH EXTENDED TAILS,
PLASTIC SIGNS TOLD ME TO KEEP OFF THE GRASS, CLOSE THE GATE,
IF YOU WANT ME TO COME TO THE DOOR - YOU'LL HAVE TO WAIT,
WHEN I GOT THE FROG BACK HOME, I PLACED IT BY THE DOOR,
IT JUMPED DOWN THE PATH AND CROAKED, 'I BELONG AT NUMBER FORTY FOUR!'
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 5:55 AM UTC
When Day Fades into Night
05/28/2019
When day fades into night,
there's a certain transformation.
In creatures of all size,
To hunt and for relaxation
Cats of the savannah
With stealth in their stride
Wild dogs and hyenas
Following the pride
Eyeing the fields, are
Foxes and hounds
For a better view
Meerkats on the mound
The night urges get strong
In groups we conspire
For the satisfaction of this
Our primal, desires
Ignited by the genes,
Becoming victim of the senses
Transformation being complete,
Losing all the defenses
Female gender being cats
Males you can guess
Both being hunted, in the
Dangerous game of live chess
May 28, 2019
May 28, 2019 at 5:40 PM UTC
Inspiration to the nation
That’s what I’m all about.
Inspiration to the world,
That without a doubt.
I’m a Meerkat teaching the kids to forage
Something much juicier than porridge,
But I show everyone how to dream
Of better pastures
Full of honey and whipped cream.
Meerkats may have lookouts, nannies and fighters
But they are smart little blighters
Capable of vision
In spite of facing derision.
Imagination is the key
To shaking off our shackles
(Whatever they may be)
And running free.
Paul Butters
© PB 4\5\2020.
May 4, 2020
May 4, 2020 at 2:36 PM UTC
Cool zoo--
dry ground--
the kind meerkats treasure,
perfect for tunnels to escape sunlight,
and reside in--
be a part of--
whatever it is that's holding everything up.
It was December in Florida,
and the cold hung silent in the air;
as if someone spoke, heaven's branch might snap,
and snow would fall all at once,
and cover animal exhibits.
Christmas lights--
tiny suns,
each thinking its gravity formed the center of the universe,
connected by this green vein that seems to connect everything.
I watch my partner exhale,
my partner's breath resembling snow,
and somewhere in the distance,
we can hear a hyena cackling at my joke untold.
Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 9:40 AM UTC
The wind and wild hounds of hell
Howl in unison
Over a desolate landscape.
Only a handful of us
Remain
Survivors of a cataclysm
That almost wiped out
The whole human race.
Now grand lady nature is taking back
Everything she ever lost
Or was robbed of.
Ivy, vines and other creepers
Clamber over the crumbling concrete castles
That once were our homes.
Roads crack asunder:
Cleaving city ravines where subways
Have collapsed –
New rivers for new times.
Angkor Wat has nothing on this:
City after city
Lost in tangled jungle.
Animal pets run wild,
Mating with wolves and wildcats
And God knows what,
To add to their strength.
Where nuclear power plants exploded
Unattended by humankind,
All is winter desolation,
Yet even there Nature is fighting back,
Reclaiming her grounds
Inch by inch.
Take a closer look at all these lands:
Nature is now flourishing:
Free of pollution
Carbon emissions
And Global Warming
Caused by “Man”.
The world has lost its top predator
And destroyer.
Meerkats and monkeys are the brightest now
Or maybe dolphins.
Dogs and cats are quite smart too.
But all in all
The world is so much better:
A vernal Paradise
For all
Except Humanity.
Paul Butters
© PB 21\12\2020. For Norman Stevens.
Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 8:52 AM UTC