On The Fiddle Poems - Poems about On The Fiddle

...Hey, diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon--had no fiddle, The little dog laughed, got smashed as a Poodle, the cow laughed a little, and found the fid......Read the rest...

...A ship's cook  The sea is dark, clunky, and calm today slowly undulate  turns white where the ship's bow has plowed a furrow that stretches for miles. Gulls still follow us, shrieking and wai......Read the rest...

...Once upon a time Behold the stream of everlasting dote The fiddle and a young stag Cute, happy, naive young love Happiness lighten their infinite world Hidden deep in those pages of memorie......Read the rest...

... There's nothing left of Autumn but the leaves They swirl and scatter, meet then disengage The moon shines silver footlights in the sheaves and turns the marble court into a stage She draws ......Read the rest...

...There’s always one who’ll play the game to fudge the facts and show no shame. But some efforts seem awfully tame for their pixels are out of frame. It’s genuine or so they claim. The experts vi......Read the rest...

...Battles of the world Powers of incantations Flight of Broomsticks Evil on the minds Witches brew with a broth Human stew Witches sleuth Determined with desire The pot full of fire Witches wi......Read the rest...

...Chapter 1: The End of the Eastern Gilded Age 'Twas thrice yon 'ere time clichés galore, albeit, one two many times, that fairy tale's opening wouldst hitherto a harp. History, the effects of nar......Read the rest...

... I feel riddled with sickness, plagued by all infirmity. Like a fiddle playing a - score of sombre tunes. (Kouta form - Japanese quatrain, 7,7,7,5) 03.20.2024......Read the rest...

...RED SEA At the mouth I lay splayed blood trickling, slowly dripping into soft mud or red Akashic ink mud of my anus, ink of my sacred septum white flags drench......Read the rest...

... She was playing second fiddle Caught in a three way love affair Sometime love becomes a riddle She was playing second fiddle She found herself in the middle In this game of hearts all is......Read the rest...

... "A crescent dahlia floats, birthed in decay ~ midst emerald ferns, where scars dance upon henna leaflets, as lyrics float upon trembling lips, escaping my m......Read the rest...

...Signs that might be seen as omens send me on my way the daylight waning for today and luck still virgin on display flying close to danger’s coven The wind blows fortune’s empty cast as trackl......Read the rest...

...It’s Thursday evening, almost nine, foot-tap, fiddle, and banjo time, with juke-box tales of love’s romance, the county jail, a second chance, for bourbon belles or backroad trucks, mail-box mot......Read the rest...

...There is nowhere I want to go My time is starting to show Tomorrow today Nothing much to say All seems the same No one really to blame Feel no burning flame Leaning against an old tree So muc......Read the rest...

...What sorts a box -- an enigma, of course, what else has sauce, when it apprised of a stigma it eyes wherefrom the source. Taste, touch, ... senses play the fiddle minus some chords, ......Read the rest...