Best Neighed Poems

[Just a little note to help maintain the peace on Soup.          
To cause no animosity among...

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Young Barred Jeff the hair once heired and was bard
from Barred Bare Camp cause when bear he was hard.
Neigh,said he in the bairn wear the...

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They planted Hank 'neath a lonesome pine when he came to the end of the trail.
Angels ushered him to the Great Beyond and through that...

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Stately stood Princess Amber in all her finery,
Emerald tunic over a crimson gown,
With gems inlaid in her rustling gown,
Her arms bangled in intricate gold slowly...

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who knew?

firstoff, i wish to say, but not overdo,
that i never knew, what the new gnu knew
he never really said very much, and i knew
he...

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When bombs rained down a neighborhood
In Shiah, south Beirut one night
A brown haired boy tight clutched his toy,
A cuddly brown-furred bear, in fright.

And sobbing through...

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HUMPTY- DUMPTY

        Sat on the wall, funny fatty Humpty-Dumpty.
         In...

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You could see the lone figure in the pale, fading light,
Bedding down the doggies for a restful night.

He had been in the saddle since early...

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Gregor the slowest
Felt nothing but fear
To prove he was worthy
He must kill a deer
A great giant bat
Was chasing him far
He ran and he ran
Towards that...

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Salami for a Horse. 
Driving home from the man whose profession 
is to study people´s entrails, rice pudding he
had said and no booze- and for...

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El Paso

Once upon a time nestled a little western town,
At the foothills of blue mountains picturesque.

The sun fell behind and twilight colors settled,
Delightful township twinkles...

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Grandma Gertie knocked back more than a few
When, of a sudden, she heard herself 'moo' --
   I can hold my liquor!
  ...

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The playground I chose to write about,
Is open twenty four seven, night or day,
It is beyond any expectable doubt, dangerous
Paradise to young animals, some human
Children...

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Child lying
In a deep pallor
Looking out of a balcony
The last greeting
To island nature

Sunset is preparing
To surrender to the darkness
The gloomy and regal laurel
And the flight...

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On my way to the pub

I was walking to the pub at sundown
when I reach my destination the last pink rays
on the sky was vanishing,
a...

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