Duck Poems - Poems about Duck

...missile control, lost my timepiece, lost my metronome, now my music is ethereal as an archangel’s. No owl hoots or duck quacks or squirrels screwing or spiders spanning rampikes. The floccinaucinihilipilification of nature. No gr......Read More

...in the air swooped down upon a serpent. Alligator Fangs in the river quietly waits for a prey, attacking the duck.......Read More

...A camouflaged hunters log- Brought along his faithful dog Duck, goose, pheasants do hunting And fish rendition daunting Cleared blue those skies unallowed In out round hid......Read More

...knocking at the door a dainty little lass her companion - a delightful feisty duck never forgot that gleaming radiant face, who adored her teacher as a......Read More

...es in ‘Foo Foo’ and muck And one for her hubby, Brad Falchuk This one she said Reminds me of bed I call it aroma of Duck (typo) Written by Terry Flood The lady smells divine, iron man simply reeks After waxing off her crotch, she......Read More

...Duck-walking on sheets of ice, only the sky just above my lips is melting. I move forward by counting the parked car......Read More

...A duck got himself a young lady They went to a cheap hotel He booked a room - a little shady Where he’d get to know her......Read More

...this ordinarily sole sunny trooper blackened hole within her sons' psych doth feebly booster morale with a lame duck uttered hay huzzah, but flashback to last moment I saw mother, yet merely stood mute in close proximity with......Read More

...at the end of Fall. And squirrels scamper to stash their nuts, before Winter winds pay a call. The last migrating duck has fled, and all the songbirds left as well. And now the sun is not as bright, Sol's fallen under Autumn's spel......Read More

...s best. It's a blind date set up by others, Not someone you take home to mothers. I cannot move I cannot speak, The duck I am eating still has a beak, I feel almost sick I feel almost weak, The feeling is real our future together look......Read More

...rford is yelling at her mate. He pokes his head out, but does not reply. He is terrified of her. So many of us are. I duck down, wondering if she has seen me. Doubtful, she is a focused woman, and Mr. R. is getting her mind. A titteri......Read More

...As dusk slowly creeps in, Just as the sun begins To duck its head behind the trees, causing the shadows to stretch and distort into dark, haunting figures. A golden spar......Read More

...Buddy was angry with Daddy yesterday. He tore up two couch cushions and a duck along the way. A couple of books, rug, magazine, and mattress – air. He wanted Daddy home – in his favorite chair......Read More

... We're giving them the bobbing apples, plus a pie-eating contest. For the men there is eel skinning; how quick a wild duck can be dressed". "Geoffrey Little, your ex-mate Tom, has promised us a trophy too toward a brand new different ......Read More

...e frightening… His body is engulfed in flames, while his eyes fire heat missiles To the left, to the right, I duck and dodge, and then my body and wings rise up like bristles. He senses my hesitation throwing a fiery dart......Read More