Best Roosters Poems

SILENT ROOSTERS SLEEP

Dads don’t sleep.  They drive over-packed cars, and sip coffee from a thermos cup. Kids in backseat mull over grandma’s home ~ roosters never move, cuckoo clock never quits, and grandma’s always at the door, waiting. Front passenger divvies out cheerios and...

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Waves of rooster's songs resound
Voices like hallejuha 
Split the quiet morning's air
Nature I'm listening to you

I hear and see the glorious.
A golden sun beginning
A pale blue sky dotted gray
There seems to be no ending

Pines silhouetted with raised limbs
Crepe Myrtle's fuchsia blossoms
Crows disturbed warn of danger
Look...

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at this stage of the game- the only thing you're boosting is big pharma banks...

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I got inspirered this morning, by one 
of our more prolific poetic members. In his
poem, he described self-mutilation, in which
I personal remain unmoved, that was until 
He attacked the wrong thing. 
What I like to call
My BEST Friend

You know I'm out here all alone
Not another...

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roosters symphony
nature amphitheater
creek between two hills...

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roosters
red-headed
best the dawn...

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red feathered roosters
cock-a-doodle-do long, loud....
bobcat screech...

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roosters' sad song
reverberates from hollow....
fall's cold rain pours  ...

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crickets are roosters
to the graveyard souls like me
who do it each week.......

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Urban jungle roosters,
born-again scarecrow,
to untutored city eyes,
tawny pipit stonewall  nester,
jet black Inca dove bereft,
of dovetail on a croque monsieur,
idle bone grub crawl,
mother hen to sandy brown,
and velvet bill gazer,
from an nearby creak,
recent rural migrant now,
a tree house side kick,
chickadee a late date sitter,
on this...

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A fine damp gauze drapes across trees
As white dread locks fan out
Upon a pale blue morning sky
White doves coo, roosters shout

Come up orange sun, shine through shadows
Silhouette trees, warm
Surroundings for spring has sprung
Coming into grand form

Golden sun lift the drapes away
Allow the birds to nest
Bring...

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They were all screeching about the robbery
as if it were important, some kind of stupid catastrophe 
Their screams and whines and wails began to trickle into my shoes
I kicked them off, and kept going

I am a gourmet, selectively deciding what will bother me.
Material goods are...

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The soft yellow of the morn's sun
Peaks through Cobalt Blue clouds
A Hummingbird seeks nourishment
His wings hum very loud

An early morning treat he seeks
From flowers 'pon the porch
The white blossoms draw him
At least the sun hasn't torched

A nice cool summer morn 'pon porch
A day lived to...

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My country is the beautiful sun
My country is not the hard winter
My country is an often green Eden
Always languid and tropical at dawn.

It’s a country where the crowing of roosters
Revives everybody every morning
It’s a country furnished with filthy slush and rocks
Where nature is a vast...

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I own a rooster
live on a farm
the animals vote
I am simply caretaker

Under my farm
there is a huge bunker
a thousand men in uniform
systems, equipment and missiles

I am simply caretaker...

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