Laddie Poems - Poems about Laddie

...He rode a horse he got thrown off Onto the ground his head hit first In a pile of manure horses pie On top of his head he lie Looked like a derby hat yah! Getty-ap Laddie look lik......Read the rest...

...Misty muted days in Scotland part before you making room for your own silence. Now Beinn Mhòr's summit is under my feet There was no spectacle, no one to shake hands with. Yet as I stood, s......Read the rest...

...Mother bunny has a joyful attitude and a full heart She has four baby bunnies just a few years apart They are skipping, hopping, thumping their hairy feet too. The cutest babies with enormous rabb......Read the rest...

... Gideon’s huge, but he is no fatty; walked at ten months, a strapping young laddie. Though he’s happy and grins, I’m so sorry for him; everyone says he looks like Big Daddy! ......Read the rest...

...Florence's Taddeo Gaddi was quite an artistic 'laddie' Realism with the anecotal natural storytelling was his call......Read the rest...

...Baby Rick Gets Into Honey Sticky Ricky Happy Home Boy Gladdie Laddie Pizza Face Simply Pimply Seasonal Track Star Winter Sprinter What Jiminy Got For Speeding Cricket ......Read the rest...

...Poured a wee dram for my friend Farmer Fred. He just kept on shaking his head. What’s with the head I inquired of Fred? Sit down laddie for ya might just swoon, When I tell ya what happened to ......Read the rest...

...On my way to use the head, I ran into Farmer Fred. Now I’ll be jiggered, and I be dread, If this isn’t exactly what Fred said. “Ah, me lad tis time to tinkle.” “Inevitable consequence of the bee......Read the rest...

...Worrisome male pattern baldness never recedes from forefront of mine noggin. Though loss of hair NOT characteristic within genes, nor hearty chromosomes, nevertheless, anxiety prevails, that ......Read the rest...

...Note: This is about me and the struggle to find out who my dad was. I was never told and at the age of 67 I had a DNA taken and found out to late he died when I was only 9. My mother even on her dyin......Read the rest...

...THE FISH WIVES TALE Early morn' the clicking of clogs on the cobbled streets The fish baskets collecting, on these cold harbour walls It is here the fish wives gather for their morning greets T......Read the rest...

...Cont'd from Magic Dance: Part I After this, it was decided just to let it go. Could they help me? Could they save me? Evidently no. So they all went home and left me wh......Read the rest...

...Bosom friend’s bean feast. Delightfully enjoying fun filled jamboree. Graceful tall laddie appearing darkly menacing. Sat bolt upright with his eyes bor......Read the rest...

...It’s been years since 9/11 they’re much older now…and grey but they remember every moment as if it happened yesterday: Three old fire fighters regularly meet at the corner… telling their sto......Read the rest...

...Scottish bagpipes breathe the Scotland air are the splendid white clouds and i said aye laddie...go there......Read the rest...