Clucks Poems - Poems about Clucks

...Serpents, scorpions, owls, Swingers, stingers, wise old gals, Dogs, bones, bow wow wows, Paws, purrs, cat's meows. Canines, felines, feral creatures, Headlines, deadlines, double features, Pi......

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... Light withdrawn Expands again approaches dawn clucks the hen Constellations fade Skies o’erspread glory arrayed chickens fed Rising ......

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...'Creak creak' says The old rocking chair On a tiny old wooden porch 'Aawk aawk' says The old crow as it Flies steadily to the north 'Cock-a-doodle-do' says The red rooster as he clucks The ne......

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...A hot sweltering sticky humid evening Heat clings and hangs in the stagnant air Almost too hot and stifling to bear Floods of silver wet ovaline beads Perspire and exude from every opened pore T......

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...My cock as big as a rock. Sometimes it clucks and sometimes it bucks. But sometimes it starts to cream. I live on a farm and I mean no harm. But sometimes they do scream.......

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...My jubilant latent, nascent poetic tribute to black history month Which acknowledgement ought to be year round, similar to altruistic, humanistic, and philanthropic unconditional acceptance and ......

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...As chicken little always said "life clucks and then you fry".......

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...Raisin gave the globe a tap to make it slowly spin “Rum,” she said, “it’s quite a big wide world we’re living in.” Rum looked up from lapping milk and wiped some from his face, “Use your nose to s......

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...Figurative paralysis laid waste body electric of mine This is Spinal tap bamboozling, binding, bleeding, bombing... ripped from every dog eared and book marked page recounting latest ill fat......

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...Valentines Day always found me quiver and bowed over Ring with no feather in my cap only envy at handsome man drakes with bucks, who could bank on "hot chicks" willingly aligned in arrow emitti......

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...A psalm to solemnize pure tin forefathers/mothers... Who didst unknowingly, unquestionably, and unwittingly script vitality and the prologue to Thanksgiving, (which theme poem initially writte......

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...The Span Of Life by Robert Frost Span of a Hen's Life An aged hen clucks backwards without......

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...My nascent poetic tribute to black history month more apropos and alternately titled: praise to thee people of variegated melanin color, whose immense understated improvements and enhancemen......

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...I She's now almost four months old He is at least four months older She is half-sister, sharing a mother So far, she, Kaalnek, somewhat bolder Than her half-brother, somewhat Christian Remains ......

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...Countless generations lapsed since height of Greco-Roman mythology conceived, birthed and populated vast canopy of sky and expanse of terrestrial firmament, whereat obeisant propinquity quintessentia......

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