Gaggles Poems - Poems about Gaggles

...In a humble hamlet, not so grim or glum, Lived a goose named Lucy, quite the funny one. With feathers fluffed and waddle wide, she'd roam about, Her honks and hijinks would make the townsfolk s......

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...?•?LIKE TUPAC LIKE MOHBAD?•? Pain persists; Mysterious exit. Tupac & Mohbad's demise calls for justice. Tupac reigns in death & we await his rise, Mohbad's the first superstar buried twice. Jux......

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...blue irds roosted on the top of the moon Listening to the good witch as she gave a croon Her two magical mystical familiars sitting still as bats Which is not so unusual for these ebony cats Wh......

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...Feathers on flippers are not just for strippers Gaggles of geese are more willing to bite Seagulls are soaring at four in the morning Sweeping the sky for the bread of the night Flight is a fas......

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...Gaggles of ghetto girls mollycoddle, dandle cranky babies; some cradled on arm and hip, some hustled along on low-rolling rides. Granma’s noodle their talk together with headshakes, busy body elbo......

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...Eternal Flight David J Walker Gaggles of geese Cross the faint light from the Three-quarter moon in the east Gliding In the ancient art of landing Perfectly on the smooth surface Of the ......

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...Some cold forge words to make metal musings, hammering, stammering then scribblings. Pounding prose, forming phrases in viscous verse, many manner of makers, none for the worse. Some lift langu......

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...Shrill overhead birds ripping my thoughts apart The taste of oncoming rain limps in the air Gaggles of forgotten children waging wars of imagination As i draw a breath leading life its termin......

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...I wonder but wondering is neither wavering or wilting. And just who would build a duck arch at a junction anyway? The way is always clearer when the past is lost but who argues with gaggles of geese ......

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...Cock Fight I saw them from a distance, the group of men and older boys, huddled around two fighting cocks, black-feathered, standing, resting their necks pressed against one another, like sate......

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...The babble of youth grouped in gaggles like pecking geese pricked by the silence of the unabsorbed, garbed in the flesh or cloth too large or too small for their burgeoning minds. Gangly limb......

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...This summers day in the middle of march, brings out the tong in me. My ears dance with the sound of my library, but then I pause. My head rests against a comforting bark, and hammers noise is heard t......

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...“Cambodia is Cambodia but not really Cambodia.” That’s what some say As the years roll on Forty years or so since Pol Pot and his pals posted ‘Year 0”, Sent the whole thing to the wash, And......

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...Sunlight's shadows, breeze tumbled Kaleidoscope of jig saw puzzles Pond's wrinkled face, old and wise Accumulated knowledge Fallen coconuts, lazy lay Pink skirts, deeper eyes; hibiscus, oleande......

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...A cathedral of cedar spires, branches, lifted upward toward a robins' egg sky, adorned the gravel trail; on the way to the hot springs deep in the heart of the Japanese alps. Fallen cedar fr......

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