Clopping Poems - Poems about Clopping

...Hermit crab human scuttling about In my new life. Ill fitting suit. Like wearing your mother's clothes - Clip clopping around the kitchen... High heals filled with little feet... And dreams of a......Read the rest...

...COCONUT Is it coconuts that I hear It’s maybe a sound effect Horse hooves clip-clopping Yet now just as half shells And not much hair is left Rubbed off over the years I know that condition ......Read the rest...

...As the last man on the planet Earth, Time has become my mortal enemy. A whole world to walk silently alone, In fruitless reflection of what was. The streets are fully empty now, But I can stil......Read the rest...

...cinnamon gingerbread horse with a happy high hey I feel you are clopping particularly fast today with your lovely mane and your blaze so beautifully gray we cannot catch you as you run swiftly awa......Read the rest...

...*** At Age Seventeen *** At 17, the wooden heels of my boots echoed My audacious immaturity along my entire way exploring Manhattan’s south-end area. Its long blocks, I routed For the r......Read the rest...

...‘tap, tap, tap’ your petite knuckles gently attacking my door - I envision their French-painted nails dancing in the shine of the hallway light like a row of bishops bowing to the Pope (your......Read the rest...

...Lying down with my eyes open, spending my day in the dark Then she comes close, follows her a hint of spark Gleaming my face with the light of her smile, she holds my hand It star......Read the rest...

...the fiddle goes fast she dances among hillbillies her cadence turning us into frenzied happy-go-lucky-s. I love her bluegrass sounds, Her twang, her common decency, her Americanisms. We dance ......Read the rest...

...We sat in clusters, on couches, giggling at the antics of the wild ones, the PP’s. Aka popular peers, who were dancing with self confidence that oozed into the walls. The PP’s were gyrating to folk......Read the rest...

...On a humble donkey he once rode Thunderous crowds by the road Liberation they craved or A salvation he gave forth He rides into Jerusalem once more With no glare from two thousand years ago F......Read the rest...

...Running wild propelled by echoes of thunderous hooves clip clopping rhyme A troop of stallions gallop in assonance over fields of pasture in adnomination Display streams of collective unconscio......Read the rest...

...I’m not sure I have the strength anymore To be discovered Stepping into the cold black lake of February Clopping to work in frozen slop Snow snarling at my ankles Car coughing Windshield g......Read the rest...

..."A Bitter Sweet Tragedy" It was a typical mid-morning, on January 15 1919, on Keany Square in north Beantown, you could hear the hooves of horses clopping up and down. Above the hustle ......Read the rest...

...Tulip festival in Pella An Iowan Dutch town Tulip Queen and King, the highlight of parade Insanely young, possibly high school Dutch costumes all over the place Windmills spinning throughout ......Read the rest...

...What I Once Saw Dancing, Wearing No Shoes I saw a terrifying ghost today, apparition of the ages gone by There was far too much sadness in its play dancing long dark clouds in a weeping sky! ......Read the rest...