Honks Poems - Poems about Honks

...Oh, My Dear homeland, I yearn to reunite with you, Not for your love alone, But to tread the weathered path, winding beneath my village, Laid with stones and scattered remnants of time, In momen......Read More

..."duck soup" quack quack Harpo honks canadian geese......Read More

... I had been driving for decades. A yellow Buick, deluxe convertible circa '51', the model with the three-speed manual transmission - 8 cylinder. A deserted desert diner. The door creaks as I ......Read More

...Beyond the silence of summer's end, the crunch of crackling leaves can be heard. And the wind wails at trees that won't bend, proclaiming such resistance absurd. Summer's songbirds fled......Read More

... Each time ringer sounds a bell He has something big to tell; Like driver who honks horn And just few ears would it scorn… News from Bell as from Horn sharp: Messages on which lips harp; A......Read More

...A distant motorcycle drones Fading away “that” dog barks It must be 8:15 A bus honks A siren sounds Jet engines overhead A quick dream The furnace kicks in Breakfast! Maybe pancakes? Joh......Read More

...The lake has its own orchestrated acoustics. The quaking of oboes and the bassoon-ing honks of a skein of geese conduct a loosely scored morning air. Rustling reeds chime in fluted stems, a ......Read More

...In Toronto roamed a stray Pekinese Who learned how to talk from a couple of geese Now at home in the Bronx he never barks, just honks as his owner begs for a little peace 2/27/23......Read More

... Let me tell you a story . . . A story about a clown called Tatters who loves to entertain, he wears a whitewashed face with showy greasepaint features: Tatters, has red balding h......Read More

...A gaggle of geese in the Bronx Were confused by competing honks With traffic so slow There's not much on show 'cept gander at the honky tonks......Read More

...JUXTAPOSED AWARENESS On and within the fullness of this beautiful sunshine day, I peacefully sit here pondering the present chaos of the world. How awe confusing…it all is– outside, flowe......Read More

...Watch out for the heron, warned goose named Duce. When he honks at you his spittle is loose! How will I know him? I asked Uncle Jim. Feathers louder than Canadian Goose! ......Read More

...I took my last fall ride Down the road Where we could see egg yolks beaten with milk Splattered upon the sweet gum, silver birch and hickory Fall's angular sunlight at just the rig......Read More

...I stare at the blues and oranges of the world refusing to be pressured there is such beauty in everyday things even the railroad track signs how many people have gone past this site without ......Read More

...I stare at the blues and oranges of the world refusing to be pressured there is such beauty in everyday things even the rail road track signs how many people have gone past this site without s......Read More