Fowl Poems | Examples

fowl alarm

falcon
hawk
vulture
eagle?

no matter
rooster sounds the alarm
chickens scatter
clucking up a storm

uh-oh
I note the red head
turkey buzzard
something is dead

Water-Borne

Seen as a collection of spare parts
swimming in close formation
neither fish nor fowl
from a southern hemisphere nation
sewn together as if torn asunder
the amphibian antipodean
from way Down Under
is the odd-looking bottom-feeding
no muss nor fuss
otter-footed beaver-tailed
egg-laying duck-billed platypus
the males of which are venomous
an excellent swimmer
whenever it dives
it closes its ears nose and eyes
altho' a riparian carnivore
electroreception is how it survives

weird even to us fowl

I have heard of crows and crones
But these old geezers are overblown
over dressed with suits that squeak
beady eyes, scrawny necks, and beak

are they from the barnyard then?
Their necks all wrinkled to their chin
I have heard of crows and crones
But these are ugly as crawdad gnomes

it’s weird you say that said the chicken
they are abnormal roosters, hearts a tick’n
we call them Slim and Slam for fun
They walk real slow, neither can run

They appeared out of nowhere in the fall
They are scrawny and weird added pig Paul
They do not talk, whistle, peep or talk
Weird to even us fowl, added the chicken hawk.

portmanteau most fowl

portmanteau most fowl
conceived of a twisted mind—
turducken madness

I Didn'T Know That

"I Didn't Know That" 

I didn’t know that 
A Be couldn’t sting
Or that a Bee was not a B.
I’m confused.

I didn’t know that
I should No better
Or that Know was not a No.
I’m confused.

I didn’t know that 
A Bare lived in a forest
Or that she was Bear Butt Naked.
I’m confused.

I didn’t know that
A Foul was not a bird 
Or that a Fowl can’t be a Foul ball.
I’m confused.

I asked my lover if I could take a Peak.
She said that was Two much to ask,
“Go climb a mountain Peek.” She said,
“The Sceen would be much better.”
I’m confused.

I took to writing words
I thought were not the same.
They understood me not.
Am I insane?

Homonyms and Homophones,  
Or is it, 
Which or Witch? 
I do not comprehend.
I’m still confused.
It’s time for this pin to end.

ENJOY!

Food For Thought

Food for Thought...

You want puns?
How about on buns?

Written word fun
From the fruits of the Earth's sun

Thought about cruisin' on my bike to grab some grub, but it was two-tired. 
Decided to ask the cow out to the Stampede, but he was grounded.

Caught some fish that was wailing from some a-salt and batterin'.
Went to the vineyard & stepped on a grape, but it was too winey.

The sunset blazed on as the lettuce showed tall in the field, a head above the rest.
Clouds settling in for the night realized there's no contest for a fowl-weathered friend that the ghost of the poultry-geist leaves behind, egg-credibly the best...

Boiled eggs are hard to beat.
And, hey... ya know? A girl's gotta eat!

She's Chicken and I Love Her

I
She's now almost four months old
He is at least four months older
She is half-sister, sharing a mother
So far, she, Kaalnek, somewhat bolder
Than her half-brother, somewhat Christian
Remains pure, virgin, or I'm no "farmer-observer" 

II
Kaalnek is the bare-necked pet, my Chicken
She refuses the advances of Mr. Five
He courts so arduosly, like other species
Of bird and fowl, clucks with excited voice
And delicious tidbits, morsels for poultry
She may have enjoyed his attention
But remains on the run ... Incest unwelcome?

Kuiken Little - My Own Baby Chicken

I
Siblings stolen
Why list the nations ills ...
Bring Chicken Little home

II
Kuiken has cage during light
Twilight cheeps, louder -- plaintive --
Back in box, quietest baby

Fowl Mood

duck squawk
road block

8/27/2021

Guinea Fowl

As I was looking through the window
Something caught my eye...
A small group of Guinea Fowl
Went running by!

Their nature is quite humorous.
The speed they move is great!
I watch with fascination
As their next move I anticipate...

When I try to take a photograph,
Their backs they quickly turn!
But with patience and determination
A capture I will earn.

Fowl Language

What is it ‘bout fowl language,
                     makes folks complain the most?
It doesn’t seem to faze 
                 10 million chickens coast to coast!
 
So many are misled
by what they hear as “chatter”
       But if they spoke some ‘fowl” themselves
they’d know what was the matter!

For one thing, it’s the roosters,
                               bad as chauvinistic pigs!!
They can’t converse at all
                          without getting in their digs!

Cramped quarters are another,
                               makes decorating tough!
To put feed on the table
                                has really gotten rough!

Then, the turkeys, ducks and geese
                                   have to join the band
Their accents are so heavy,
                   makes them hard to understand!

I get my info from the source
                             not from some old trucker
I know Amelia Egghart
                      She’s the Head Mother Clucker!

Smart Fowl

nerdy 
birdie

Either Owl a Fowl Or Fowl An Owl

can owl be a fowl
or a fowl have been an owl
who would like to growl

could owl be on prowl
in search of a beach towel
while using right vowel

on face wore a scowl
hard movement passed through a bowel
we could hear him howl

Fowl News

politics TV
bang my head against the wall
tyranny of squawk













Senryu composed: December 27, 2020

Fowl Play

An hen that lost touch with her flock
Sought Hickory Dickoree dock
But as she flew near
Her heart filled with fear
Soup Censors deleted the cock

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