Huddle Poems - Poems about Huddle

I speak my thoughts...you do not hear. I reach to touch...you are not near. I matter not to you, nor to any other. I am invisible...you do not see me. I have no face; I have no substance. I try to speak, there are no words...you took my voice! So, now I huddle, fetal form. I...

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It is now ten minutes past noon, So, I can wish you a good afternoon, The clouds are gracefully displaying, Whatever an artist imagines, But my production manager is glaring, Say your bit quick he mouths me, Cheekily I replied, ‘let me be’, I take a deep breath, and the sun Peeps from underneath, Playing hide and seek, having fun, Oh, I see a...

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God Helps You Huddle Near A Puddle We will be glad giving God praise, And guide person when he strays; Helps you huddle, Near a puddle; Watch over animals as they graze. Jim Horn...

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Happy me! Dressed up in new pink sheath dress, embellished with white sparkles. Excited to flaunt it to lasses and lads. Quickly walked out swaying my tress. Inspecting eyes stared at me in amazement “Baby walk with style!” that was cerebrum’s announcement. Oh hell! I fell down from my porch escalier, Down into the mire. I just hurtled to avoid the...

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While the acorn drops The eagle sees, the deer hears But the insect eats...

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vagabonds huddle round a charcoal burner - - snow falls Jack Horne for Carol’s Fire and Ice contest...

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blue-gray egrets huddle at the water's edge to watch a school of copper head goldfish sail by...

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birds huddled in the dark thus we pray for each other with our kind hearts but still these birds have broken wings...

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