Long Mallard Poems

Limericks II - Nature Poems and Animal Poems

Dot Spotted
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a leopardess, Dot,
who indignantly answered: "I’ll not!
The gents are impressed
with the way that I’m dressed.
I wouldn’t change even one spot!"



Clyde Lied!
by...

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Limericks
by Michael R. Burch



Clyde Lied!
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a mockingbird, Clyde,
who bragged of his prowess, but lied.
To his new wife he sighed,
"When again, gentle bride?"
"Nevermore!" bright-eyed Raven replied.



The Platypus
by Michael R. Burch

The platypus,...

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Limericks VII - Naughty, Bawdy, Risque, Absurd

There continue to be modern sequels of the famous "Nantucket" limericks, including this bawdy one of mine:

There was a lewd whore from Nantucket
who intended to pee in a bucket;
but...

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"Oh, indeed she was, young man ... I mean Greg. It IS Greg, if I recall correctly?"
     "Yes. Or you can call me True Friend if you like." I turned to...

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flying over Gulf of Mexico
                              ...

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(1.)

The Truth Of Dearest Love Sworn, I Ask God How

Over the grit-stained shoulders of ancient marble
Rests a million vagaries of humanity's million sins
Just as earth's flocks of beautiful songbirds warble
So goes the evils engaged in...

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The late night storm rushed into the valley,
Pouring down, 
Creating the sleepy ambiance only a mountains lull can provide.  
The crisp damp air crackles to life at lights first caste over the mountain,
into the...

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Canticle: an Aubade
Michael R. Burch

Misty morning sunlight hails the dawning of new day;
dreams drift into drowsiness before they fade away.
Dew drops on the green grass echo splendors of the sun;
the silence lauds a songstress and...

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She wore pineapple rings for glasses
and walked like jelly dances
I didn't rate her chances
She used to wee standing up
she cooked lemon a'la duck
won the lottery, grumbled what bad luck
like a surgical nip, without the tuck.
She'd...

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"The Mallard" and other Animal Limericks

The Mallard
by Michael R. Burch

The mallard is a fellow
whose lips are long and yellow
with which he, honking, kisses
his bawdy, boisterous mistress;
my pond's their loud bordello!



On the Horns of a Dilemma...

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Smith’s Octopuses Party On Pontoons 
                   Rumor Has It My Dear

Rumor has it my dear something spectacular...

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flying over Gulf of Mexico, the boundless tranquil emerald water
             not going to stop until I reach my destination ....
  the vision of a beautiful...

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mallards... a pair
koi carp can't compete... duck feet
strang orange shapes
~
sunshine... summertime
fickle spring... climate changing
muted cuckoos
~
Jenny wren... begging
let summer have its way
seasons confound spring
~
first orange tip
fluttered by... seeking partners
tortoiseshell denied
~
sloe... blackthorn blossoms
cover branches... bumper crop
sloe gin......

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Once before my bedtime, nearing, which I dreaded, fazed and fearing,  
Stories mother would read me before she closed and locked my bedroom door —
    While I washed up in the...

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Behold the beauty!
a bliss! a miracle!
deep in azure cloak,stretching end to end,
at far horizon burns an amber ring,
morphing sleeping sapphire sheet in tangerine ;

harbinger of dawn!

birds rise high,dancing in skies
escorting the soothing rays,chained in feathers,
bathing...

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Nature's Treasures

A fleeting monarch butterfly greets me on my walk,
Fluttering about, the exquisite orange and black colour,
The conversation subtle and delightful,
Landing on a branch of green leaves of a bush,
I continue and i am blessed...

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"A dagger of pain, a tear of grief" Quote by Constance La France 

They told us of the agony these poor birds go through.
They invited us to join them, there was work we could do.
Approaching...

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HIS   WISH   TO   STOP  ZEBRAS  FISHING

Zebras you, Xavier, want very urgently to sit real quiet,
Pound over numberless  marine  liquid  kilometers just in haste, ...

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A SPRING DAY IN DERBYSHIRE DALES

Sit with me a while, here on the soft green grass, that hides the Gentian Violet and the Daisy peeping through and watch how the soft cool wind lifts the...

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A HISTORY OF ONE DAY

Seven and the hated buzz assaults my ears, 
And in a half-hour I am in metro-hell  crowded.
In a glass box, with a thousand pole-hangers loaded,
Each pretending not to see the...

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Old hands at the pond
know that the tenth duckling will not make it.
It is the runt, half the size
of the rest of the brood, feathers thin and slick,
not fluffed, not downy.
Its weak neck droops,
it seems...

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Dead of night, only light
from the half moon, casting 
shadows accentuating objects
into horrifying visions within the
mind, gentle breeze wafting north
to south, slight dryness within my
mouth, the smell of smoke
from the villagers chimneys,
courage must be shown...

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The canal is lined with anxious people, both young and old.
Sitting, standing and laying on blankets.
Everyone has put their bet in. It's just a matter of time to see whose duck comes in first.
Mascot ducks...

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My long sleep wasn't disturbed by a Mallard,
no visions of wars but of absolute serenity...
giving this body a vital boost of energy;
flowing was the blood, sound was the mind!

The green-winged Teal seemed too hungry,
and munching...

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(Is this better than ChatGPT did yesterday? We're having a contest.)

dormant as naked
shivering trees
falling before me

yearning
for warmth
and companionship 
in neverending 
cold cruel 
winter
Armageddon

solace at
the Grand 
found it
in a hot toddy
and hugs from
Angela and Shelby
my favorite...

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