Abc Poems | Abc Examples

True animal story One-legged seagull sat on the roof near the chimney it was a male gull, its feather worn like he had been in a battle and needed a rest when my dog noticed the bird, she barked the gull shrieked, hate at first sight, but for a truce When the dog ignored its presence and the bird stopped teasing her the kitchen had...

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ghastly grimy gruesome greedy gray ghost happily haunts Henry’s hoarder habitat igniting icy incredulity jiggery-pokery jimjams justified kismet keeping kowtowing kin keen lighthearted lively long-winded laggard laughs magnifying mystical malefactor’s mysteriousness...

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Time's little sister She is so very young time has been around for eons, his beginning forgotten in the haze of no time Yet, she was there to remember when time was kind when roses grew, when people fell in love Children's happy voices, the birth of nations and the end of horrid regimes Time is a brute, takes no interest...

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The actor I knew Mikael Elphick, a talented actor I admired he liked to read my poems and said they were like stories and therefore, easy to read He understood I was trying to find a space between poetry and prose, that is why I dislike calling what I write poetry, vignettes seem in order Mikael was a kind man...

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The trees that sprout from the tiniest of seeds. The sunny sky A hint of a breeze The warmth from the fire, therein the crackling sparks tease. I’m grateful for it all From the North to the South, filled up mouths. From the East to the West, downy beds. Wealth piled up high Never a restless night. If there comes a day, where all...

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Horn Music In the late forties and middle fifties horn music and military marches tunes were often parlayed in the town's park and we lived nearby and bore the brunt of this noisy music to complain was not easy as the music was seen as an expression of freedom chasing the German army out of our cherished country, admittingly with...

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The conference  I had gone to a writer's conference The room was full of authors only interested in reading and pushing their book I had brought a book called Hunger, written by Knut Hamsun, the pages were loose and kept falling off, but there was a picture  of him a stern man-looking intellectual   The leader of the meeting, a man who was  proud he...

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A film star It was not her creamy body that caught My attention, nothing unusual about it Curvaceous, yes but going soft, it was Here eyes, in a blink they were blue, green Or brown, depending on her mood that Changed faster than traffic lights on Sunset Boulevard Between laughter, pain and suspicion I could see her soul and wide-open eyes They...

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granite gargoyles in Greg’s garden happily high-fived handshake that hardened Introducing indigenous iris to Illinois jubilantly jiggling their midwestern joy kings of the garden we are, said the giant gargoyle laughing and loving their role, they spit into the soil most of the fey rolled their eyes at the two nay said a petunia troll, unsure what he could do outstandingly confident said...

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Nazi time Uniformed men with ice blue eyes, marched Up and down the street, bomb fell, earth shock And I was two years old An officer with steel rimmed glasses and a cruel Smile, said: this child is blond and has blue eyes I clicked my heel, sucked my thumb Mother, took to singing sentimental lieders They gave her an iron cross,...

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Black is beautiful  When I tore lose from the mountain and fell into the river. I was a rough stone, offended other stones as I lacked manners and appeared gruff  Now, however, I'm smooth, oblong and black, feels no shame stating I'm masculine different from the shed gray other stones I share the riverbed with  spring is when ice melts on the mountain and I'm...

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The Cobwebs of Dreams It was a sunny day, perhaps to clear I thought Mother sat in the kitchen sunlight, making her white hair into a halo I asked how old she was, 92 she said, I knew trapped in a dream, she didn't live that long By the slow river, I saw furniture drifting  My brother said that people who lived...

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demise of my horses I had been away for a few days visiting an aunt in Cascais on returning home my three stone horses are gone a cheerless hole where they  had been tethered Widening the  road, they said for this beauty must go the enlarged road can carry more and more cars until the enlarged road is too small, they decide to build a motorway  with toll booth The...

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Changing world? In Peru, they import potatoes In Guatemala, they plant thousands of trees drink cacao, sit in groups, and sing think they are new agers  the new war in The Middle East began  because Israel saw the need to attack Iran, this to defend itself Netanyahu is in uproar with the Iranians has bombed a hospital A Jewish lady tells me about the killings...

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lively little lovely lithe lambs merrily milling around Marty’s Milwaukee nibbling nutty Nabisco nuggets outstandingly joyful and childlike prancing prettily like playful petite ponies...

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