Best Cuckoo Poems

Far away in a
                land torn with war,
  ...

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Jealousy is not the fear of losing
but the feeling that our position is threatened
As wet sand between your toes, unwanted

Sometimes jealousy turns into obsession
There are...

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For P.D's "Going Haiku Crazy" Contest

 
How Many?

going to St. Ives
met folks on that smelly bus
more than I could count

Just Sleep Walking?

Wee Willy Winky
caught outside...

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I'm near cuckoo
This Monday blue
A day not eas'ly recommended
for making sense
I'm way too tense
And hung-over to comprehend it
 
My mind's on the bend
my imaginary friends
are...

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howling black wolves complain to new moon,
of devastation wrought by creatures!
different from rest in size and shape,
walk on two legs, strange hairless features!

in packs behind...

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These Limericks were written by many different PS poets who are all remaining anonymous.  If you would like to add one of your own...

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Sossled
I wandered as lonely as a dog,
Me pantaloons were full of frogs
Slurping suds while on the grog,
Dog paddling with the ducks,

I thought I knew her...

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A pre-lit Christmas tree sparkles the entrance 

Monet, Van Gough, and Wassily Kandinsky prints 

adorn the walls of her sitting room

a dozen painted roses sit...

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Nothing is like riding this tornado,
wild and twisting, away that we go.
Oh, it is so magical, this adventure,
whipping around, an enchanted blur,
we are more than...

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“Daisy Hill”
a garden to please
distant,  yet ever near
         in splendid hue.
Yet here now
the chill of winter’s
wrath,...

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Three busy witches stood stirring a stew
Cauldron filled with freaky things for a brew
Each Halloween they made
soup in their escapade
Adding ingredients to a brown roux

Jan,...

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Even as a child, how I used to enjoy
A simple stroll through the woods 
When innocent instincts ruled my heart
And ran after every call from...

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~ Grandfather's Clock ~
 
My old grandfather had a clock
It wasn’t a grandfather clock
A clock it was that went tick tock
It sent me mad grandfather’s...

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As if it’s not enough that I must share
this little stump of wood with you, my friend,
I have to HEAR you! How much must I...

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I've a growing b-tch 
of a persistent itch
plaguing a part down under
in a well-hidden spot
sweaty and hot
tearing my sanity asunder

I long for a table
legs sturdy...

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