Brays Poems - Poems about Brays

... The donkey brays; the elephant trumpets, and the herds remain unprotected from the wolves and the jackals. What game shall we play; pin the tail on the Donkey or Elephants can't rememb......Read the rest...

...N.orth E.ast W.est S.outh In the North the news brays There’s no equality And adds to the fray Staged hostility In the East they mouth There’s new racial frictions Plus they, in West and......Read the rest...

...Do these glasses make us look fat? Who looks worse, me or Matt? I looked up to do a quadruple take. A mistake I did not care to make. Why are zebras so hard to raise? They gave me a nod, Ted g......Read the rest...

...But a brush and a touch, one parting more. Delilah, Moon-girl, you stole my strong light. I, your Sun-boy, am shorn having blackout, but remember my close shaves, the honey and dead days, my foes......Read the rest...

...In the beginning there was Chaos. God spoke, and there was Symphony. -- by Poet There was darkness all around, And all were but muffled sound, As the notes from a bassoon-- Low......Read the rest...

... The Donkey of Destiny The party was set, the guests were invited, The adults were happy, the kids all excited. All going to plan; the hosts were delighted, Then the Donkey of......Read the rest...

...Down in the meadow, bees are buzzing away cows laze about, after feeding all day Wildflowers attract butterflies, in pastel arrays lapping up nectar, in the warm sunny rays Down in the meadow,......Read the rest...

...the theory says: “beware, for thoughts are things” and voice the means by which it brays or sings for were we held to pay for what we think we’d skate forever ‘round an oval rink whereas the le......Read the rest...

...Drawdy Pointe Flyaway frond hairs wear the breeze where the green palm nods her head, and the pelican post's lone occupant is surveying the fisherman’s empty line. Across the water in the yell......Read the rest...

...Gold or gladiolus or golden sapphire fine; Delighted, even if I divine light define; If, like an orange, the details I do not peel, Will my rhyme-lyric like an angelus-bell, peal? Like a discip......Read the rest...

...the air in the skull is stale not ready yet to be noticed on sight or seen as anything but a question mark submerging in a fish bowl of watching reconnoitering feeling around the margins wh......Read the rest...

...In the Confines of a Dream By Sy Roth Their skin touches mine Hair on end in the cold, tickling, Vibrating with amoebic fear on an endless loop. I could not look. They braved separation fro......Read the rest...

...Its' what they do A rat gnaws a snake slithers ........it's who they are The jackass brays without logic or reason ........loving its own voic......Read the rest...

...Note: the "dd" in Welsh names is pronounced "th." Merlyn's Birth by Michael R. Burch I was born in Gwynedd, or not born, as some men claim, and the Zephyr of Caer Myrrdin gave me my name. ......Read the rest...

...Who’s that cow standing in the way Moo-ove, Moo-ove No, that’s a donkey,listen how he brays Hee-haw, Hee-haw I’m not the kinda person to be hurtling insults "But that's a crazy monkey ......Read the rest...