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Hoof Poems - Poems about Hoof


Goof on Roof by Each Hoof
when they made a goof we had found proof on the roof saw prints made by each hoof we did see spry deer which on our roof would appear knew Christmas was here we opened presents would love in every essence with perfect pleasance...

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Categories: hoof, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member The Hoof Choice
Written: November 07, 2023 ____________________________________________ Am I condoning a state of affluence? In recent desultory decadence Have I drawn a swan dive of choice? Don't you hear your mom clamoring? Don't you grasp her voice? Backward between and beyond riverstone? Holler—herald hidden phylum, hunt voice of failed fulfillments The hind hock hoof is...

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Categories: hoof, analogy, anxiety, betrayal, inspirational,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Hearing Their Hoof Beats
Their hoof beats pound into my dreams Spanish mustangs, weighing over a ton Florida cracker horse saved by breeders Marsh tacky from South Carolina Arriving in dun, bay, roan, black and grullo There are eighty thousand feral horses in the US today Wild mustangs living off the land in Utah, Wyoming and Texas They would probably scoff at the dinky Choctaws in...

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Categories: hoof, horse,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Hoof It, Youngster
A hop, a skip and a jump will get you over the hump Unless you're in a car in which case you can't jump too far...

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Categories: hoof, car, travel, youth,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Fiddler On the Hoof
In Solitude I Wander The countryside I roam Like a fox without a den I don’t possess a home. A minstrel on a fiddle  Plucking strings, come rain or snow With furry friends a-following To hear this one man show. Little birds cheep out in tune Their tweeting symphony  As all of nature comes alive  In joyful harmony. The trees bow down their branches  As this chorus walks on by They rustle leaves in honour Raising...

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Categories: hoof, appreciation, journey, joy, music,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Darting the Issue - Hoof Hearted
Two players were vying at darts, there’s chaos when somebody farts Both players deny letting a fart fly and suddenly the trouble starts Maybe their gut gave them some gyp, and secretly they just let rip The smell of rotten eggs wafted between his legs This wasn’t deemed good gamesmanship! The farting was done with precision, and captured on the television The stench lingered around till the...

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Categories: hoof, humorous, sports, wind,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Silent Butt Deadly - Hoof Hearted
He’d eaten baked beans for his brunch Then onion rings he did munch He built up so much gas Which he then had to pass The odour it sure packed a punch Poor Michael was quite broken hearted - His fiancé asked if he’d farted To disguise his foul flatus He stood by sweet clematis Then into the bushes he darted His fiancé said...

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Categories: hoof, body, food, humorous, wind,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Hoof Hearted
My uncle whose first name is Hedley Does farts that are silent but deadly Rancid food in his belly Makes his farts really smelly If distinct, then we'd hear a medley! FICTION WRITE 07-26-17...

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Categories: hoof, body, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Hoof
Notice how the devil keeps one foot pulled back so you do not know who he really is....

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Categories: hoof, art,
Form: Free verse
Approaching Hoof Beats of the Apocolypse
In the distant thunder I can hear the sound of riders drawing near A gathering storm that will soon hit with great force The first rider will ride in on a white horse a bow by his side He comes in the name of peace and good will, but he practices to deceive with flattery and great skill A...

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Categories: hoof, religion, war, sound, peace,
Form: Narrative
Hoof Beats
Hoof beats has shattered our silence bringing forth unspeakable violence death riding the very air coming soon if not already there guns and bombs in foreign lands sold from our side to wicked hands soon they'll return to our own land with wicked returns, guns in our hands when will they teach of Ghandi or Martin Luther King have they made a vow never to...

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Categories: hoof, allegorypeace, peace,
Form: I do not know?
Death, I Felt Your Hoof Beats Thunder
Death, I've seen your face before, heard your knock on my son's door, that time you came without forewarning, the shock, the grief, the endless mourning. This time I felt your hoof beats thunder, dark horse tearing all asunder, cold hand of death would seize another, lethally, you chose my mother. Death divides us like a wall, no encore, no curtain call, and though we...

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Categories: hoof, daughter, death, love, mothertime,
Form: Elegy

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