Chuck Toll

Chuck Toll Poems

41. The Art In Art: Herron's Question 12/3/2007
42. The War: Civics Lesson On Succession 12/3/2007
43. Fibbing: Defining Success 12/3/2007
44. Ph: Two Haiku For You 12/7/2007
45. Fibbing: Lost 12/28/2007
46. Bedside Photograph 8/16/2008
47. Seen First From Seaward 7/29/2007
48. Spell Checking 7/29/2007
49. Jimmy’s Song 7/30/2007
50. Coyote Crossing 10/14/2007
51. Coy-Wolves And Coy-Dogs 10/15/2007
52. The Teacher's Prayer (Best Sung) 10/15/2007
53. At The Helm 4/5/2008
54. Coyotes Cross The Border 10/16/2007
55. Boe The Cat 11/28/2007
56. Ph: Wishing Ph Staff And Members A Merry Christmas 12/25/2007
57. On The Rocks 5/25/2011
58. Ars Poetica 5/26/2011
59. Evil Child 4/27/2011
60. The Massacre Of The Innocents 10/15/2007
61. Coyote Ugly 11/2/2007
62. Welcome Back To School 11/11/2007
63. Prose Poem: The Feng Shui Of Squirrels 7/30/2007
64. Haiku Of The Canyons 9/10/2007
65. The Geezer’s Lament 7/31/2007
66. Bedtime Story 7/29/2007
67. Native Son 7/29/2007
68. Portrait Gallery: Creative License 10/4/2007
69. Defining Moment 4/5/2008
70. Appalachian Trail 1/18/2008
71. Coyotes In The City: New York 10/14/2007
72. Ph: Hello, Poemhunter Staff, Anyone Home? ? ? 10/21/2007
73. Porches 7/29/2007
74. Coyote Catechism 10/20/2007

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Coyote Catechism

We neither pity other creatures nor feel sorry
for ourselves. Life does what it must, so do we.
We accept what there is: snakes, bugs, mice,
Squirrels, hares, trash and cats—all are nice.

We build our dens well hidden and secure,
Each made with double exits to be sure.
We honor females’ right to choose their mate;
We pair for life and share a common fate.

We keep our tails down, but our eyes are up.
We teach a wise discretion to each pup.
Imperatives of Life we honor and fulfill.
If we must chew off a paw in a trap, we will.

We will ...

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Native Son

Our small New England town buried a son yesterday,
A young soldier killed on duty in Afghanistan.
It was our first casualty in struggles far away
But, as it had proved, not sufficiently removed.

At the church service, his brother recalled
How he was tough, but with children gentle
As a butterfly. ‘Now I won’t worry any more, ’
His mother wept. ‘He is safe now.’

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