Drakes Poems | Examples

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Premium Member Uncle Drakes Toe

My toe is sore a real ow
My toe is old, I don’t know how.
I chopped it off, a silly mistake.
Now it is worse, said Cousin Drake.

He is aged and out of his mind
His dementia is the very worst kind.
The toe is lost, we cannot find.
Uh-oh, on a chain and freshly shined.

Premium Member Tortoise and the Hare: NEW Poetic Format COMPLETED

Tortoise looked, couldn't see, hare disappeared.
Only him, tortoise win, hare reappeared.

the sportsmanship that
honesty competes often
eludes the cheaters

The Word of Life is joy everlasting.
In the game of life, we win, lose, and die,
patterns reasoning; be glad we're living.
Living for the trice, losers don't comply,
trifles our distractions are ankle-deep. 
Count on time won't add up you'll meet Grim Reap.

Speed misjudged its breaks; odds knew--widow's mite.
Live yond your means, who are your family.
A hard worker, big spender, works in spite,
Jones styles for their smiles, save one--their envy.
Live simple, live smart unlike ducks and drakes,
odds knew--widow's mite; speed misjudged its breaks.

The hare expected to win and the tortoise knew he would lose--too much and too little of themselves, until fate intervened.

One sat under the apple tree until an apple fell on its head, and the other was on top of that tree, simply going out on a limb.

Premium Member Tortoise and the Hare: Part IV of a NEW Poetic Format

L-Speed misjudged its breaks; odds knew--widow's mite.-a
E-Live yond your means, who are your family.-b
T-A hard worker, big spender, works in spite,-a
T-Jones styles for their smiles save one--their envy.b
E-Live simple, live smart unlike ducks and drakes,-c
R-odds knew--widow's mite; speed misjudged its breaks.-c


Olfactory poem

made my Drakes Breath chili for my friends ,
Hot peppers beef cumin veggies ,sauce and more,
Chili and beer ,the party never ends ,
One homie  stated. chili to hot  for sure.
At the thedepot.org ,I  felt not assured,
What’s a head chef to do under restraints  ?
The heat stayed medium and I got complaints.

Souvlaki plates aromas and taste i adore.
A pork souvlaki with a savory sauce,
i order the platter i eat two for sure,
The Greek salad I get is surely the boss,
If the platter isn't empty .,it gets  tossed,
On certain birthdays I get them by my kin,
When my kin pays,I consider it a win.

  I used to eat mexican on my birth day.
I used to order the steak and shrimp plate,
quesadillas with all toppings I say,
There   4 or 5 quesadillas that I ate.
At thedepot.org met old friends it was great.
I ate medium sized vege chili bowl,
Last week -a vegan burger,good for the soul.

Premium Member Abracadabra Day

Forget-me-nots share sighs of For-Heaven-sake's,
from boulevards to avenues, the streets -- speak.
City park use strengthens, as the day lengthens.
Doves charming swarms of drakes, tethering the lakes,
while the awesome vision enlightened the crowds,
frequent strolls beneath middays consoling breaks.
Wandering drifts of cloud-swept vistas abroad.
Smooth gushing sounds that the family film takes
of the small falls that meanders down the creek.
As the day lengthens, city park use strengthens.
Silence climbs, Forget-me-not steads mid handshakes.

Premium Member Reechoes of Vertu

 A-mid shared thoughts, 
shuffled 'cross mortal uncoil,
no central judge; 
choices re-sound, choices spoil.

 Principles form an unspoken pact,
reciprocity in action, a silent (re)act.

 In trans-action of duties, a treaty defined,
acknowledgment, values, (re)flections, they bind.

 Not a-lone acts, rather sharing confessions,
indices echo (echo) moral impressions.

 Choices ripple ~ a moral surge ~ ennui overtakes,
no single emotion can play ducks-and-drakes.

 In life's upturns, 
steepening truths subtly heaved,
concrete reverbs, in every gesture, conceived.


Premium Member The Dream Broker

Treasury of candles
imagined reawakening the exemplars who campaigns
their coalescing.

Prayer resurrecting
unkept promises that fault mistiness veils of affections 
deeply confessed.

Sweetly progressed
a sinless tinkering of ifs and or buts, realizing an
overdue quietus.

Deja vu changes us,
with sweeping preparations from make-ups to do-overs and cuts to
that's a wrap.

Formats gap
of not to be awry and to prefer an alternate perspective as the
dreamer awakes.

Ducks and drakes
in the ability for the agile to skim and glide the distance o'er the calm and become a
better person.

Go-getter version
had manifested itself as what should have been astir than wallowing in a
festering hole.

Measuring goal
as proclivities satisfy a wandering wonder discerning remote hopes dwelt in the sun's
resplendent beacon.

Transcendent reason
a Q & A session obliging the past and the present on a road less traveled amidst
outright amnesty.

Torchlight family,
emblem of enlightenment and hope for generations--encores,
Messiah of Handel's.

Tranquil Are the Waters

There are ripples on the waters
That trail the white swan’s wake
Shimmering with sunbeams
Upon the golden lake

In jade and turquoise daydreams
Muses speak to me
They whisper on the waters
Lines of poetry

There are ripples on the waters
From the sleepy fledgling drakes
Resting in the moonlit gleam
That on the surface breaks

In pearl and silver nightdreams 
My soul is floating free
For tranquil are the waters
When I feel that peace in me.

Premium Member Inner Child

Yes, there is a child in every grown up
Emerges out when proper time turns up
Those passions retain in the registry
Dormant and suppressed their identity.

I used to run after the dragonflies
Spirits elate when I find them in skies
It was my fancy playing ducks and drakes
I wish to play the same now at the lakes.

I wish to go back to my childhood life
But the clutches of dogmas; a big strife
I wish to glide to a quite wonderland
Cherish the blessed moments that are grand

Shattering the shackles of etiquette
Fly back to my world as an emigrant
There is a child in every gentleman
It’s true, “The Child is father of the man."





Your Inner Child Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke 
Date: 12-09-2021

Animals

Animals
Animals love us, 
and we love them, 
So take action 
to save the same.
Big cats from the African savanna 
or Orangutans from the Borneo forests,
the world if full of creature
found only in places rarest.
Birds also are important, 
Some are found in American woods,
But I found many, right in my neighborhood.
Amphibians and reptiles,
all lay eggs,
many of them
may dare to eat cleggs!
Ostriches, beavers and caribous,
drakes, eels and kangaroos,
quails, seals and camels,
arboreal animals and mammals.
Moles, sharks and rhinoceros,
fawns, parrots and hippopotamus,
Polliwogs, does and baboons,
Salamanders, budgies and racoons.
Animals of every kind and more,
so go out there and explore!

Just Ducky

When sex was as common as muck
The Mallard took over as "Duck"
Not much for playing
The hens were laying
Because one and all loved its pluck*

* Like American police, 
Anas platyrhynchos  drakes mate
- repeatedly - with anything they 
can get in a neckhold - and eagerly
join in gangbangs, leaving no doubt
that Chinese women had neither 
voice nor choice in the selection of
the duck as a symbol of happiness!"

Premium Member A Man Called Drake

Always beware of a man called Drake
Give him a wide berth for goodness sake
He will surely run amuck
Drakes are flirts
Ask other Ducks!

Premium Member Ducks and Drakes

Desmond was a large drake
Who swam in a wonderful lake
In a very grand house
With a cat and a mouse
And a duck for friendship sake

Watching Mallards

I watched the Mallards on the lake

The females fighting off the Drakes,

Those girls they fled across the pond

Some flew off to far beyond,

Eventually they all found pairs

For each of us needs one who cares,

Love, be it fate or luck

We all seek it, even ducks.

Ducks and Drakes

Back in the day I used to think that death
could turn the flaws of life into its merits
like water into wine. As though breath
pursues breath out, death, I thought, inherits
a darkness of a dreamless sleep innate
to life. Alas, it soon became apparent
such nouns as "asphyxia" and "faint"
or, say, the adjectives "astray" and "errant" -
they do exist and their existence makes
the errant souls go astray and exit
wrong doors... 
                      Whilst Author plays at ducks and drakes
on the existence, his persona legs it.


4/30/2019
Dial It Back Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Maureen McGreavy

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