Mallard,
the coward
Was all dressed
and showered
And Howard
was his name
So, you see!
That,
Howard,
the coward
When all dressed
and showered
Was still just
a mallard
To me!
Categories:
mallard, animal, nonsense, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
The Mallard Mimic
is a myth....
it calls for a well trained
chef to use his knowledge of meat and wines
to create a standard
that many would wish for
and are willing to pay
to have
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the usage of duck fat to cook white potatoes
and then be arranged as scales attop
a turkey cutlet
that is stuffed with
mushrooms, prosciutto
olives,shallots
spinach
a sprinkle of nutmeg
and garlic with
a slight touch
of anchovy
on top of a bed of puff pastry
served with
a garlic parmesan roasted
asparagus dish
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with a side of
maple pecan
butternut squash
Medallion
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with a buttery eggnog
yeast roll
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One would
crumble pork rinds
and truffle zest
add grated cheese
and sprinkle it across the top
and serve with
Malbec!
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So say's the Myth!
Categories:
mallard, adventure, creation, culture, desire,
Form: Classicism
Mr. Mallard Duck with your beautiful green head.
You are shiny and awesome, and beautiful, and pretty well fed.
I wonder if your mate, all brown and muted and plain
Gets jealous of your colors? How could she refrain?
Categories:
mallard, animal,
Form: Rhyme
He is a guru the other ducks said
Sitting there in silence like stop sign red.
Are you sure he’s okay? I think he looks dead.
Shhh! They told the brown goose named Old Fred.
Why are his fingers put into circles like that?
We are unsure said a dog, a mouse and a cat.
Animals were coming all over to take a big peek.
The guru mallard finally gave up and left Bogger’s Creek.
Categories:
mallard, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
I now can hear the robins sing, thankfully it's almost spring. The ducks that camped here in the snow are very few now, where'd they go? I'm always consistent with their feeding but very few now are actually eating. The mallards that come are very sparse, the cardinals and squirrels eat the seeds that I toss. If on occasion I spot a duck, it appears that these mallards are all paired up. Oh yes, of course, it's almost spring. There busy now doing that other duck thing.
Categories:
mallard, 1st grade,
Form: Light Verse
Descending Mallard Ducks
Soaring white, black grey and brown
landing on the greenery grounds picking
beaks injecting insects
walking closely together feathering
Peck, peck, pecking insects to digest
Peck, peck, pecking driving like a man on a mission
lounging on the autumn brown and green grounds
Soaring white, black grey and brown
12/7/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
OCTOPOEM POEM TYPE
Categories:
mallard, adventure, analogy, bird, community,
Form: Free verse
Howard the mallard
A handsome young duck
Flew into a tree
Got his quacker stuck
Try as he might
He couldn't break free
His quacks for help
Were muffled you see
He flapped his wings
And thrashed his feet
A blackbird came by
With a worm in his beak
“Sure like to help”
He mumbled quite low
“But having my dinner
I'm sure it must show!”
Next came a rabbit
Wandering by
Something up high
In the tree caught his eye
“What's going on?”
He queried the duck
Who struggled to answer
Of course with no luck
“I'd help you, dear mallard
but rabbits don't climb!”
Then a stork appeared
“I'll help you!” he chimed
His legs were long
He reached up to Howard
Gave him a whack
He wasn't a coward
Howard came free
And noticed the stork
Had been carrying something
A wee thing of sorts
Suddenly he realized
What storky was carrying
A pleasant surprise
A baby duck in a sling
It was Howard's, new baby
A duckling named Herbert
After seeing this treasure
Forgot about his hurt!
(a repeat)
Categories:
mallard, humorous,
Form: Verse
a mallard dabbles
and upends itself to catch
fish underwater
Date witten: 01/04/2020
Categories:
mallard, animal, bird, imagery, nature,
Form: Haiku
They rarely need a home I begged
So we built our new mallards a little duck pond
In October, we added a little duck house, up the hill, for protection.
Then of course, a dog bed, which they liked.
We were installing a little heater in Mid-November
but they flew away
Not to worry my neighbor told us. “They will be back in the spring.”
Maybe by then we will not have to install an air conditioning unit in the duck house.
Categories:
mallard, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Free verse
Mama mallard
Shaped like a well-sailored ship
From Columbus' voyage
With a flipped up tweakable tail
Enjoying motherhood
Followed by five ducklings,
Quacking and cavorting
Livening up pond
Feathers shining,
Proud beak,
Sharp black eyes,
missing nothing.
Helping ducklings
Gain confidence they will need
to raise their own ducklings.
Categories:
mallard, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Blank verse
Howard the mallard
A handsome young duck
Flew into a tree
Got his quacker stuck
Try as he might
He couldn't break free
His quacks for help
Were muffled you see
He flapped his wings
And thrashed his feet
A blackbird came by
With a worm in his beak
“Sure like to help”
He mumbled quite low
“But having my dinner
I'm sure it must show!”
Next came a rabbit
Wandering by
Something up high
In the tree caught his eye
“What's going on?”
He queried the duck
Who struggled to answer
Of course with no luck
“I'd help you, dear mallard
but rabbits don't climb!”
Then a stork appeared
“I'll help you!” he chimed
His legs were long
He reached up to Howard
Gave him a whack
He wasn't a coward
Howard came free
And noticed the stork
Had been carrying something
A wee thing of sorts
Suddenly he realized
What storky was carrying
A pleasant surprise
A baby duck in a sling
It was Howard's new baby
A duckling named Herbert
After seeing this treasure
Forgot 'bout his hurt!
Categories:
mallard, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
One for the kids at heart...
Howard the mallard
A handsome young duck
Flew into a tree
Got his quacker stuck
Try as he might
He couldn't break free
His quacks for help
Were muffled you see
He flapped his wings
And thrashed his feet
A blackbird came by
With a worm in his beak
“Sure like to help”
He mumbled quite low
“But having my dinner
I'm sure it must show!”
Next came a rabbit
Wandering by
Something up high
In the tree caught his eye
“What's going on?”
He queried the duck
Who struggled to answer
Of course with no luck
“I'd help you, dear mallard
but rabbits don't climb!”
Then a stork appeared
“I'll help you!” he chimed
His legs were long
He reached up to Howard
Gave him a whack
He wasn't a coward
Howard came free
And noticed the stork
Had been carrying something
A wee thing of sorts
Suddenly he realized
What storky was carrying
A pleasant surprise
A baby duck in a sling
It was Howard's new baby
A duckling named Herbert
After seeing this treasure
Forgot about his hurt!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
mallard, fantasy,
Form: Quatrain
Feathers so plenty
Floating on the lakes surface
A Mallard so fair
Categories:
mallard, animals, nature,
Form: Haiku
Mallard duck on the lake,
green on your neck,
such a fine one you
are Mr. drake.
With all of these geese
on the lake, you do stand out,
many people treat you mean,
so many times they do tease.
Such a beautiful one you are,
bells are ringing,
so must leave now and
go back to my car.
wrote 11-19-07 At Crown Hill Park
Categories:
mallard, nature
Form: Free verse
Water runs so,
swiftly as three
mallards enjoy
their swim.
Eating so well,
of insects,
they find so
delicate.
Trying their
hardest to swim
up stream to
reach new adventures,
until finally they
fly away to
another shore,
where they gather,
once more.
wrote 9-25-07 at Lowell ponds
Categories:
mallard, nature
Form: Free verse
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