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Best Provender Poems

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Taking My Camel To Town
I’m taking my camel to town,
do you got a problem with that?
I’m gonna get him some fresh water
and clean provender
What cha say,
they don’t sell to...

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Categories: provender, animal, color, discrimination, prejudice,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Goodness As a Vibration
GOODNESS AS  A VIBRATION

I love only what is good, and this aesthetic
Delights the blind man, for he can feel
Shimmer like a moth at his...

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Categories: provender, appreciation, blessing,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Muzzle Loader
Above my hearth rests a muzzle loader I know not how old.
Ah, could it speak, what adventurous tales to be told!
Oft I've caressed it and...

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Categories: provender, historymay, , western,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Stalk of Corn
Oh you stalk of corn,
How withered you look now,
Stripped of honour and full of scorn
Oh you stalk!, now you bow,
 you have remained standing only
...

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Categories: provender, allusion, analogy, farm, growth,
Form: Prose Poetry
Dormant Seed
A solitary kernel for lack of succoring nurture aggrieved
From sun's warm caresses seasonally bereaved
With wind's chilling strides constantly plucked, heaved
Lying on fallowed ground whose cloak...

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Categories: provender, angst,
Form: Rhyme



A Winters Tale
The bones of winter cracked the ice black, coal black night.
A hoary wind spits frost crystals that dazzle and blur the sight.
Boney fingers of bare...

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© John Jones  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: provender, christmas, december, humanity, mystery,
Form: Rhyme
Perdition Be Damned
Perdition Be Damned!

Body electric zapped
lower gastrointestinal tract
wracked with wretchedness
pitted, rocked, and tortured
severe muscle spasms cramp
deathly hallowed deliverance

beseech divine creator to exorcise relief
any panacea trumpeted vetoed
pestilential...

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Categories: provender, atheist, death, father, funeral,
Form: Free verse
Our Daily Bread Community Food Pantry
The spouse betook monthly outing
today May 4th, 2022 
to 3938B Ridge Pike, 
Collegeville, Pennsylvania 19426.

No more bare cupboards,
fridge, and deep freezer
since returning with more than
our...

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Categories: provender, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Migrating For the Winter
Bereft of warmth and succoring provender
But girded with the fortitude providence doth tender
Internal compass the charted course doth render
Steeled to navigate rough skies with built-in...

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Categories: provender, animals
Form: Rhyme
Daily Bread Community Food Pantry
No more bare cupboards,
fridge, and deep freezer
since returning with more than
our share of daily bread
referring to this mister, who

frightfully squawks like an old geezer,
plus the...

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Categories: provender, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Lioness
Prowling 
Predator
Preying
Upon 
Possible 
Provender
For 
Pride....

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Categories: provender, animal,
Form: Free verse
Repast For June 13th 2020
Repast for June 13th, 2020...
(and countless provender
scores of years gone by)...
to partake larding refrigerator cupboards
think respectable food vendor.

Courtesy Montgomery County
(Pennsylvania) Assistance Office in general
and Electronic...

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Categories: provender, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
At Three O'Clock In the Morning
AT THREE O’CLOCK IN THE MORNING 

trucks toil the city’s streets, 
a minuet of practiced precision, 
to the pulsating rhythm, 
to the incessant beat. 

they...

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Categories: provender, age, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Turn Off the Room
I met a man on the road today
otherworldly, gamin, fey.
A gimlet look in his jaundiced eye,
he held my gaze and I questioned why
he wandered here,...

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Categories: provender, drink, fantasy, fun,
Form: Free verse

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