Flock Poems - Poems about Flock

...Again, I sit beneath the trees, Pen and paper on my knees. I look for something new not old. I search for story never told. Between the branches squirrels leap, While at my feet the critters c......Read More

...Colors” Red is for the bloody trauma leaking out of the laceration deep embedded wounds From the physical, verbal and emotional abuse When corrupting evil was introduced to the youths Black......Read More

...Song by Bob Marley One Love One Heart Let's get together and feel the spirit Why must we stay in division And allow the evil one to destroy As One we are singing One God, One shepherd One ......Read More

... The day, for me, it's a wonderful garden of multicolored flowers... A flock of singing birds singing the most charming melodies... It's a sunny shower of joy, whi......Read More

...Child, Child, Holy Child Yes I'm Still Here Bless me Holy Father as I weep You are my Shepherd and I am your sheep I pray at the altar today to confess my sin But I don't know where to ......Read More

... I much prefer a flock of free birds flying than one caught in the hand... ......Read More

...Once more an Arctic blast arrives. My flesh gets a thrashing. Tis shrapnel from conflict aloft. Head on I take the sting. My sense of place now rendered null As white desert surround. And dun......Read More

...Baking chocolate cupcake choca choca chocka chocka chock The baby mouse was singing with gusto all around the block His mama smiled her appreciation, he was baby of her flock They will be ready in......Read More

...11/18/22 Heart is Cold like the Arctic They bark quick Gosh darn this You wanted to start it Now you're wrapped up in carpet Walking barefoot across hot coals Soul cold like the North Pol......Read More

...Oh it's timeout time my friend Will you ever seek to be free These chains will not break For they hold one from below That will not let one go No matter the lies and deception The Prince of th......Read More

... Five young goats are playing in the field. All of them are friends. Everyday they play together, eating the same type of grass in the field. One day, a new lone young goat came to the field, g......Read More

...The McCormick’s chicken gatherer and feeder was only six-years-young She was awakened daily at four-twenty, which was absolutely no fun. But it was her duty to gather the eggs from the chicken hous......Read More

...It's nolonger a matter of chatter Folk better walk the talk No man can tether the weather But can save himself some stock and flock Gather honour for the Heavenly Father His fire to stoke and to......Read More

...You know you're in trouble When folks burst your bubble That your fine English accent Most others lament. Their eyes grow far larger Their countenance harder As they gaze with intent To list......Read More

...Antique Compass Rose Map 1300’s.com /Becoming a Roman Catholic Cardinal Cardinal Of The Snow In His Crimson Cape Crimson red braces a snowy dreamscape Huddled in dense twigs, dons a sho......Read More