Flack Poems | Examples


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Premium Member The Skies Rain Flack

Sun's a mean blue
    two clouds turn black
  The wind blows sand
    the skies rain flack

  Early Spring, war-torn Ukraine
    reflects a nation's searing pain

Taking Flack

You know you are going to get 
a fair bit of flack for that

So it obviously worked then and
touched a nerve

But aren't you supposed to be 
mr nice guy that folk walk all over
and take advantage of

Exactly i'm sick and tired of being
so called liked

If you can't beat them join them

Are they really my friends anyway

We'll see won't we time will tell

Was what i said a lie or merely
telling a few home truths

Taking the Flack

Yesterday 
her nest she made
today inside 
three eggs she laid
for three weeks incubation 
and then the celebration
but until then 
upon her nest
she’ll sit 
for her 
there’ll be no rest
both day and night 
and night and day
for her there is no 
time to play
her partner gone
for hours on end
no doubt he’s out 
amongst his friends
when he returns
so she can fly
I hear her 
talking 
whilst she’s walking
up and down
she squawks and walks
up and down 
she walks and squawks
he’s in the dog house
so to speak
he’s been too long
he knows he’s wrong
so patiently he sits
whilst taking all her hits
for going out upon the town
she’s giving him 
a dressing down
then flying off for food 
and drink
back in a hurry
for her eggs 
she doth worry
she settles down
he’s on the town
he’ll be taking the flack
when he gets back...

Written 19th May 2020
after witnessing this scene with a pair of black backed gulls taking residence and building a nest - all in full view of my balcony.  Yesterday I caught a glimpse of her three eggs, as she began to lay them - Nature truly is magnificent!

Contest Brian's Choice M
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE


Premium Member Fart Flack

bum pun fun
             bully's hot air~

              not so much



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Premium Member Its Own Flack

If I'd known, I would live to this age
I'd taken better care of me
Times when I walk, my hip croaks
At once my knee slips~ cracks
It has its own flack
Then my neck pops
Down I flop
Saying 
Heck  
I 
Decide
It is time
Death could visit
Need a bucket list
A trip to Oregon first
No! Mark that off~Can't do that
I suffer from motion sickness
That barf bag would ruin the whole day 

Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Contest: Nonet Form
Written October 6, 2013

Croak~Making a deep sound
Flack~publicity(the noise publicizes old age)
Bucket List~A list of what a person wants to do before they die
Barf~Vomit

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