Ducks Poems

A QUIET POND

A QUIET POND

Quiet living pond,
Teaming with its watered lives,
Sits in wet silence:
Ducks and the lily pad frogs,
In stilled pond contemplation:-

Ducks Upon A Pond-tsf

Two Seven Four Contest
Charles Messina


I throw
myself
upon
a pond
swimming
without
a care

As ducks
float by
I float
with them
flapping
my arms
with flare

I face 
their stare
and grow
envy 
their eyes
bring warmth
and bliss

A quack
escapes
my lips
the ducks
quack back
I leave
a kiss

Bad day for a duck

my dog Buddy attacked my neighbors poodle
Dad said I never use my noodle.
Big vet pills now I have to pay
Just hoping both dogs survive OK.

I sat on a bench in Congress Park
Then 2 ducks came at me, like Noah's ark
They saw my bag of lifesaver gummies
They felt entitled - it belonged in their tummies

I’d biked

Prosaic Ducks

Pond's water captures 
the morning shadow 

Similar desires teem 
in our heads 

We love strolling along 
the banks of ponds 

Prosaic ducks disfigure 
the green images 

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24 June 2025

Ubiquitous Mallards

Bottoms up
in the brook a-babbling
topside down
ducks a-dabbling
wings in webbed feet
a-scrabbling
omnivorously grazing
on the dunk
beneath the water
for insects sunk
yet in the U.S.A.
above below but not abaft
they rank 7th most-hazardous bird
to commercial and military aircraft
and as a high-flyer at least one duck
was struck and it's hard to beat
at a cruising altitude
of 21,000 feet

Chicks and Ducks in Splashing Spree

Bursting, breaking free from egg shells with glee
Baby chicks welcome their blest endowed worth
Amidst mother Earth’s radiating mirth
Ready to frolic in the pond --- there they flee.

Cheerful in their sunny color delight
Ducklings quack, inviting attention gain
While they wobble gladly, devoid of strain
Traversing terrain midst their dancing flight.

As water fowls of playful swimming zest
Ducks and chicks

Lovely weather for Dunners' ducks

Lovely weather for Dunners' ducks (tongue in cheek peek at Dunedin's historic deluge)


"Stares upstairs..

Angels’ weeing above..

Be a good chap..

Show some love bruv..

Turn off the tap..

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No refuge from the subterfuge of the deluge..

Parched sandbag phalanxes..

Ranks marching in flanks..

Arching across busted banks..

Quaffing..scoffing..downpour spanks..

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Disbelief at the leisurely river Leith..

Despairing at it baring...glaring..teeth

Hurling....haring to unsheaf grief..

Mischief rashly unfurling…

Brashly whirling

POND QUEEN

POND QUEEN

Ducks may rule the pond,
but there's a lily pad throne
where a queen frog sits.
while rock-throwing kids scare ducks,
the frog queen quietly sits there:-

A Merrie Discourse Betwixt Two Ducks

Upon the pond, where lilies float,
Two ducks did meet, each fine of coat.
Their feathers gleamed ‘neath gilded light,
And thus began their feath’ry fight.
Quoth Drake to Dame, with pufféd chest,
“Good wench, thy quacking lacks finesse!
Thy tones do clatter, coarse and crude,
Like pebbles cast in solitude.”
The Dame, unruffled, gave a grin,
“Thy jests, dear Drake, art weak and

Sitting ducks

The ducks are sitting, sitting,
Ripe for the plucking, the plucking,
Oh what time to be living, living,
When the ducks are all sitting, sitting,
With every one a trusting, a trusting,
That Johnny has stopped thieving, stopped thieving,
That Mary has stopped defrauding, stopped defrauding,
And Paul is no longer a gambling, a gambling.

Oh when will we see more ducks stop

Where Beavers and Bullfrogs are Kings

In the pond, where beavers and bullfrogs are kings,
a duck has webbed feet and wings and things.
He quacks aloud instead of sings -
on his face, a useful tool...called a bill. He ain't no fool.   
When he blows that thing, he really swings,
in the pond, where beavers and bullfrogs are kings.

Birthday Ducks

The ducks take their place in Big Easy -
The gal of age sixty gives squeezy.
     A party with quips
     and dip with some chips.
Though fun, it was all a bit cheesy.

she splashes with ducks

She chants a ditty when she splashes with ducks
The mud hole under them is mighty with mucks.
She’s getting dirty, her daddy said, looking at her coat.
Don’t be a spoil sport, said grandpa, you are not an old goat.
Grandma took up for her also, loving her smile and her song.
Let her be a child as much

A Row Of Ducks

An ignorant duck breeder with a moat
Put off repairing his dingy to float
And he doesn’t yet know
Getting his ducks in a row
Means more than getting his ducks in a row-boat

Ducks and Ducklings

       Ducks and Ducklings


        My daughter's residence favoured my luck !
                               

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