Duck Poems - Poems about Duck

...Mine psyche riddled with dybbuk Thru emerging adulthood awareness awoke within noggin of average baby boomer bloke catastrophization toward risk taking I evoke positive growth experiences throu......Read More

... Ahh, Sunday morning, worked hard all week, my day of rest. Settle down and watch a bit of soccer and the cricket test I hear her footsteps coming, she is hurrying, my lovely wife She looks aft......Read More

...ducks southbound on central flyway hunters wait......Read More

...I hope you don't find this intrusive, Or forward in any way, Where are you, Rico? Are you on Holiday? I hope you are on Holiday, And trying to give your brain a rest Writing so many fab limer......Read More

... Driven virginal ice blizzard, whitewashed in puddles Duck fluff repelling vehicle, rabid rain bites panels Arrival of evening, two fools fuse their first of April Abode above a......Read More

...Near the deep end of evening watching a blushing sun duck down behind an eyelid of glittering winks. I drink a dry German wine, a Blue Nun I once made love to in my youth. I have three friend......Read More

...How can I put this in a diplomatic way? I stared at my new beau. Just say it. They are odd, weird, freaks. Are they axe murderers? Not that I know of Then I will come home with you on Thanksgivi......Read More

...those who oversees should try to keep trump overseas his brain together squeeze on wrong side of fence Pence put up with Trump nonsense by eating cheese blintz was hard to convince success......Read More

...The winter of 1621 in Plymouth was harsh as could be, The Pilgrims were sick and sorry they'd come, They missed their warm English beds and their tea. The still ambulatory shivered and shuffled ab......Read More

...The mentally ill have given up on us. Let loose they roam where once naked cowboys sang. It is the drugs it is the broken system it is the anger of strangers it rises like a concrete weed in ......Read More

...Midterms are over I’m coming up for air now that they’re done I’ll admit I was scared - that physics three - was nearly the death of me. What comes next? The Manhattan express for November......Read More

...Don't turn on the furnace yet it's only early November If we can make it lets wait till December Wear some fussy socks for your feet A woolen cap on your head as you sleep Sweaters and scarfs and......Read More

... Through mist and rain I walk the pier Truly my favourite time of year Umber sky and umber ocean All chaotic frenzied motion. Heaving waves foam and spume Dance macabre without a tune......Read More

... Do colorful ducks get all my food a lot depends on my shifting mood If I feel sorry for a plain brown duck I might throw him more, to change his luck Does the best-behaved kid g......Read More

... “She toddled in the mighty Duck And almost never was” Whether by design or luck Or maybe just because Summertime in Tennessee So scorching hot and dry The family thought a swim......Read More