Beaky Poems - Poems about Beaky

...I. Among twenty different brightly colored toys, The only moving thing Was the beak of a noisy parrot. II. I was of three family members, Like a family tree In which there is a noisy parrot......Read the rest...

...I used to be a curate in, and Beaky named a North York’s town while taking a sip of his beer and eying the company round. We knew there was a story coming. We could tell by the look on his face......Read the rest...

...Poor Patsy had Pigeon's toes, She also had a Beaky nose Crows feet around her eyes Eagles wings so she could fly Up in the air, she would go Nobody noticed her Pidgeon's toes, As higher and h......Read the rest...

...Late commers snap beaky throats, mug with angry complaints. A gathering of de-frocked preachers strut and preen, a tussled foraging, hustle, and riot. Up in the branches brothers caw and j......Read the rest...

...There are ghosts, ghouls, and gargoyles out tonight. They could all give you a scare, maybe even a fright. But the one that terrifies me the absolute most, Is not a ghoul, gargoyle, gangster, or s......Read the rest...

...You have a weird head she said. What is wrong with it? I don’t know I admitted. No one told me this ever before I met you. She smirked. Her blue eyes were glowing; I thought she was being funny. S......Read the rest...

...Three tombs stand by the beaten path among the dry and trodden grass, not hewn in stone that they would last but corrugated cardboard each bearing felt-tipped epigraph. The left in lower case......Read the rest...

...Let us chase each other‘s urge on scalding heaths, Like ponies on the gallop without rein, A deep seat harness cast into oblivion in the spurt to sea green passion‘s cosmic haze. Equidistant red c......Read the rest...

...The Mystery Code. She is tapping on the glass with her finger nails. The sound is like pins dropping on a tiled floor. Their eyes meet through the hazy glass door, as she enters the bar, no words......Read the rest...

... Abominable holiday season greeting to the have-nots me and you Bombshell tabloid sleigh bells got those ear holes ringing Cut the tax gift wrap ribbon, only good cheers for the wealthy f......Read the rest...

...There once was a pigeon Who lived in a cage Its fluffy exterior All tormented with rage. The beaky beast ruled The entire place Scaring it's fellow creatures Venom scribbled all over its fac......Read the rest...

...My dear old cockatoo You know that I love you. You with your sulfur crest, You by far are the best. Your pure white, soft feathers Tell me of endeavors You braved the howling wind And found ......Read the rest...

...Tremolo vibrations mark this soar like weight lines in my invisible cloak urging more ardor as nerves implore testimony heralding our sick joke while packed within schools of baffled flesh, no......Read the rest...

...My Christmas Box by Rob Barratt We’ll have an X-Men, X-files, X-Box, no socks, X-Factor, Max Factor, Max Bygraves, no war graves of a Christmas I want empathy, an MP3, a hemp-free, hump-free,......Read the rest...

...Raining. Ants run to there empires fulfilled Stones. Lizards into round holes eventually Chicks covered with maternal quills Warm away the chilly zone of the great bird of prey Just as the Catfis......Read the rest...