Flamingoes Poems | Examples

Flamingo smile

Seeing flamingoes
can lighten my grieving heart
for a few moments

sad flamboyance of flamingoes

a dead flamingo
carried off by a jackal
grieving flamboyance

Bare Bones

Plastic pink flamingos often placed in the front yard
to replace the candles of a birthday cake. I wonder
how old the neighborhood skeleton is…
—by Poet

Bare Bones

Yard skeleton fell over - first day.
The bones just collapsed - hip..hip..hurray!
     Flamingoes took flight
     from yard - out of sight.
It’s April second, he’s back today.

The fool of a frame, I’m disdaining.
The neighborhood, bones have been staining.
    The spook is a joke.
     He ne’er has awoke.
He’s barely all there and remaining.

Kitschy-Kitschy-Coo

   Mona Lisa’s crooked smile	
      on a half-crushed Campbell’s Soup can

   Joe Dimaggio reciting his pronouns uneasily 
      then lowering his batting hand
         into a scalding hot cup 
             of ‘Mr. Coffee’

    Where have you gone, Mrs. Robinson?
       Where else? to the bathroom
             ~ Hemorrhoids again

    Barney Fife whittling Andy’s image to
       sawdust with a rusty pocket-knife
          -- contracting tetanus in the process        

    Andy Warhol grinning madly as the 
       word ‘culture’ is finally eliminated
          from America’s lexicon


    ~ All hail to pink, plastic flamingoes! ~

Hot Foot

When the sun shines down on a concrete town
And no one dares put both feet down
It’s hop from one foot to the other
Dancing like you’re your grandmother

How does concrete get so hot
I didn’t know how hot it got
I got stuck in the parking lot
My tyres melted: four wheels shot

I saw flamingoes in the zoo
I’m doing what flamingoes do
With one leg up and one leg down
I’m standing in a concrete town

So here I stand in this hot street 
I could pour water on my feet
I think perhaps I’d rather choose
To buy myself a pair of shoes

Different Corner

          Meet me on the corner,
         I will sing a song for you,
        pick me from the garden,
           as a beautiful flower.
    Listen to every beat of my heart,
       you'll find love after destiny.
     Drink from the waters of a full
            river that has no end.

         Watch the flamingoes 
    looking at their feet dancing.
            Look at the winter 
     coming from the other side.
  Meet me when you cross the road,
  or the river, maybe the whole ocean.
Just listen to my dedicated song entirely, 
    from the bottom of my soul to you, 
then you will know what the different corner means to us,            
    when we met for the first time.

How Long Did She Plan To Stay

I woke up to my mother-in-law’s snoring noises loud and clear.
Come! I said to my husband. I swear that your mother is near.
Outside on our front lawn we saw a parked Airstream with windows wide.
I knew for sure exactly whose big mama was sleeping loudly inside.

She had built a little fence and put out two plastic flamingoes, pink.
I was so consternated and confused, my mind would not let me think.
“Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!” my husband yelled, knocking on her door.
She did not wake at first, continuing with her horribly loud ugly snore.

The kids got up and began yelling “Grandma!” glad to see….
What had sort of kind of actually irritated me
Pink birdies! They yelled, thrilled with this woman from Ioway.
My only concern was, how long did she intend to stay?

Presumptuous Prayers

         Pending next droplet, drip mirror spherical 
         Rolls speedily down leaf spine, drops sluggish
         Earth splatter tsunami sends ants hysterical 
         Stunned dusk undergrowth inherits lush nourish
         Urge pink ibis mini flamingoes fossick forage

         Monstera nod, almond gaps dim heliotrope
         Panther threads trunks, slinky seeker of prey
         Teeming technicolor butterfly kaleidoscope 
         Ulysses sheen self propelled pages paraded 
         Overtly elated to give and receive nil sage

         Umbrella edges bend, rotund umbra worms 
         Squirm in church of curving purple steeples
         Polished olive flags flap, dancefloor foliage

         Rune scribes in immaculate symbiotic terms
         Accord overlaps then parts, calm sequence 
         Your forest of frolic pays hedonism homage
         Excused from the mantra of hot fate frighten
         Rain redeems rotted logs in soft moss christen

      
         Scintillating hinterland halcyon happy village




                 Twenty Second of October
                  Two Sides to every Story

Reacclimating

reacclimating after the climatic gavel falls
after sunrise and sunset and flamingoes
   after wood, Rembrandts and aluminum
after prodigy, prodigal and guitar strings
      and chatter. after all what matters
is chroma-splash, illumination and surrender
  a soundless cacophony of instruments
          and muses deliciously dancing
dripping from a litany of brushes

Y                    O                    R
 e                      r                     e
   l                       a                     d
     l                       n                     s
      o                       g
        w                      e

                   sea blues, teals, whales

swoosh…swoosh

   the presence of fame

        God is a fave…

time’s talent from only one of his fingers

   i  figure, in heaven’s palette -

won’t we forever be astonished

7/10/2022
Brian Strand’s Premiere Contest

Flamingo

pretty flamingoes
    reflections of elegance ~
    dancing on water

    3 / 16 / 2022.
    Sponsor Tania Kitchin.
    Bird Haiku Poetry Contest.
    howmanysyllables.com

Santa Wishes You a Blooming Christmas

SANTA WISHES YOU A BLOOMING CHRISTMAS

Oh deer, did the night drone on and on,
the liftoff of a midnight clear.
Away from The Pole, he drinks a ton of beer,
and plants 100 flamingoes in each lawn.

12/27/2021

Think Pink

Flamingoes stand on one leg
If they are cold, it's said
They tuck one leg in their plume
Why not tuck both? there's room
If both legs were tucked in tight
The Flamingo would lose height
It would become a legless bird
One that's never been heard
Of, I know that the Flamingoes Pink
This comes from its diet, I think
Crustaceans in all shades of red
Is the food Flamingoes are fed
Algae and plant life too
Predators this bird has few
Toxicity and industrialisation
Will bring an end to this creation
It's a most spectacular bird
Standing quietly undeterred
Oblivious of what lays ahead
Holding on by a slender pink thread
It makes all sad to think
This endangered species will become extinct.

Pink Flamingo On My Lawn

A flamingo on the lawn? Oh, yes!
With its s-shaped head so pretty.
Make fun if you think you must.
Fill yourself with giggles
At your house, not mine.
Flamingoes have
Feelings too
Pinkish
Ones

What If Heaven

What if Heaven….
is HELL….
The ultimate
gated
retirement community.
No “crazy” old neighbors
talking to their cats,
feeding their plastic flamingoes
styrofoam packing peanuts.
No music
unless downloaded
from a select play list,
no flags, no bumper stickers,
(unreadable wrinkled tattoos – OK).
No churches
if you’re here
you should know why.
Just forever smiling
angelic faces
aching
to drop a cannonball
into the pool.


John G. Lawless
©4/4/2019

Two Old Buzzards

Two old buzzards stand
High in a dead slick pine tree
Vision limited

Two old people speed in pick-up
One turns head sees polka-dots

No chance of seeing
Flamingoes anywhere near
Polka-dotted stars appear 

Turning my head like an owl
Herniated disc cracks loud

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