Best Chicks Poems

Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast,
Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach,
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles...

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There’s an old river course with beginning and end,
now the river runs straight without this river bend,
where the water is still and the reeds do...

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Zanthoxylum shrubs with clustered yellow flowers,
Yolks of eggs and yellow jackets make her want to scream.
Xanthophobia ensnares her. It is sickening
Wakening to an aureate dawn’s...

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I gather images of Easter's sign,
     bouquets of varied thoughts and memories:
        emerging crocus,...

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Thank you, God, for making me a female,
one so strong, cheerful and alive!
The weaker sex? I guess!  If being frail
can serve me, I will...

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Long long ago in a lonely lovely hill
When earth was young, handsome and green
Besides the meadow near the curly winding flow
There stood a tree proudly...

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Let's go through the rules for having a side chick
I know a lot of people won't like this
A few guys get one, when their relationship...

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March is the first to arrive on the scene.
She sees Winter leaving and blows him a kiss,
And then she starts in to paint the world...

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for Chris Matt's
Favorite Songs and Lyrics Contest




“We were born before the wind”
  Held by angels and given wings
  To fly this world ephemeral...

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I see pretty flowers
in gardens and bowers

Vivid gold daffodils
line the banks of deep rills

Fledgling chicks spread their wings
listen as songbirds sings

Little lambs play in fields
I...

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My little Eden -- 
before the fall

a screened porch
in the shade of
an ancient
overarching
fig tree

small wonder
Adam and Eve
needed only one each
to hide their new
nakedness -- 

chicks...

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Sipping cherry limeade, driving in the car parade, 
we're cruising in the Lone Star state.
Didn't want a bucket seat; the thing it couldn't beat, 
was...

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where the seagull dies
stringless origami cries
loneliness of soul

koi fish suffocate
colors fade in Bonsai trees
island in distress

words not understood
shadows grin tricks on rice walls
tsunamis in eyes

geisha...

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I am a red bird sitting in a huge oak tree,              ...

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Back in those heavy times when everything was so far out
Our words were but a whisper, the mans were but a shout
Flower power was spreading,...

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