Croaks Poems - Poems about Croaks

...Trumpet-like lilies by the lake preen for the flamboyant flamingo, sifting through the murky waters, searching for algae and shrimp where crawdads click and clatter. While silvery fish glide s......

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...what glows? who knows? fortune deleted K(afka) coughs it pains me/he/we (hehehe) Goodbye/Hello: poetry a Thesis just another YouTube video stuck in profound rain smirking in beguiling gla......

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...Written for the contest: Alliteration Nursery rhyme Sponsored by: Eve Roper Contest Judged: 11/6/2024 12:00:00 AM Placement: 1st For friends and folks of foolish forests' frogs! Darkne......

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...Darkness emerged from a creepy black shadow, Bringing along silence with its spooky loads, If not for the scary croaks of flirting toads, The loud silence would have begged to have a foe. As th......

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...Pitter patters foisted wetness on the roofs, A cat meows noisily to the rain spoofs, her sweet noise rhythmed the dog's delicious woofs, The treasure they sang into ears is the proof, They both h......

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...A Place Not Meant To Be PART: I (810 of 1487 words) #1: A Day Begins Sand grains station elevated for want in the cool starless relics spell of dark a sun behold horizo......

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...Frog croaks for rain, Cock invites the sun, Pain brings gain, ......

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...On this farm where creatures roam, Their voices echo, close to home. Each day they make a symphony of sounds, Growls, hums, and tweets each morn go round The crow’......

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...Darkness walked quickly to me from its abodes, Silence of the night then dealt me a heavy blow, Except for the loud scary croaks of flirting toads, And some short sharp chirps of birds on trees ne......

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...She gathers her things for the night And stuffs them into a bag or two. The usual things a woman brings to her lover’s, Most things old and something new. An experience that is yet to be shared, ......

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...A fleet of clover feet. The puddle grunts. Crouched atop leafy beds, groovy eyes dance. Croaks and caws, a symphony. A quartet in the woods. ......

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...Why raindrops drip and drop in time, not timorous; divine. A splash, playful in a pond of koi brass. Tines of Sankyo, priceless precipitation; A plink and plunk, Chopin; “Till the End o......

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...In the depth of the night, a concerto commenced, With drums of thunder and a melody of rain. Wind flutes played loud sniveling notes, Carrying pulsating tunes in blustery tones. Streaks of li......

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...In the shadowed grove, where moonlight wanes, A raven perches, feathers inked with midnight stains. Its eyes, twin orbs of obsidian, hold secrets untold, As it croaks its mournful tale, a story of......

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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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