Droning Poems - Poems about Droning

Guard dogs try to sleep in a deaf corner. Smaller barkers do what they do best from under bed or table. Large bugs in the sky keep blinking and teasing. They jig and jag and only the dogs and a few elderly cats can hear them. Whirligigs descend only to disappear, spinning wings bite the air. K9 units are advised to use extreme caution, it's almost as if we...

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Late afternoon October 15th, 2022 a spring like day witnessed nature in surround sound, whereby reflection spurred reminiscence about similar weather a few years ago when... Serious intent to read latest issue of TIME magazine found attention pleasantly distracted, when I became keenly aware of flora and fauna bursting, blooming, buzzing, and twittering oblivious to yours truly sitting stock still in folding lawn chair marveling at each budding natural born...

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droning and buzzing a bumblebee has five eyes seeing everything...

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Serious intent to read latest issue of TIME magazine found attention pleasantly distracted, when I became keenly aware of flora and fauna bursting, blooming, buzzing, and twittering oblivious to yours truly sitting stock still in folding lawn chair marveling at each budding natural born architect and engineer each respective constituent living organism engrossed delicate as deft potters crafting chinaware observing good and plenti hive nesting reverential species trumpeting suave and...

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Thy wart-encrusted maw compellingly constitutes a convalescant contrast of pulchritude, most evident in earnest and effervescent cockcrow light, a visage matched by the craven beige mundanity of oneself's soiled linens which thou art so unpleasingly plastered against, decumbent and dishabille the illusion of chivalry persists into mid-morning, slightly ante-bruncheon, climaxing with a most unpunctilious proclamation: Thou droning whoreson baggage!...

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