Pail Poems - Poems about Pail

A dog and a cat Sat on a porch Watching Jill water her plants Jill felt happy and swell Because the water from the well Made her flowers all rise up and dance They danced in the sun And had so much fun The colorful petals from roses Made the dog and the cat Both...

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A pail and shovel Bright red A castle to build A moat to fill Seagulls shriek Crabs scurry As tidal creep Threatens the kingdom...

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Baby calf takes his bath in the pail no matter what Nearly taking off his chin in an “upper cut” Because his face is too large, and his petootsie is too I can hear him trying to get out, he has a loud moo....

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I suppose the usual suspects, should fill up this poem, City of lights, ancient pyramids, colosseum in Rome, To be honest I seen all these places, sitting playing the slots, Yeah we’re talking Vegas baby, sin city, I’ve given it a shot, Been up the Eiffel Tower, Bellagio fountains down below, Viewing the Sistine chapel, in Venice along the same road, Look...

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My beautiful rose here all aglow ...

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What do you think of when you watch the sun rising? In dawns early light, Find peace as the stars fade, And the light of day brings A new beginning of a day, A day of wonderment, A day of excitement, A day of adventure, A day that can never be replaced. When you see, Do not see with your...

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He went up her hill to fetch a pail of water He looked into the wishing well It was dark, yet enchanting When he put his ear next to it It seemed to be calling his name Like an oasis is to a dessert beckoning a thirsty man He was thirsty, too The edges of the well began to stand up It seemed...

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When mining thoughts, how deafening the ring We search the walls of silence for a vein A golden verse to strum on soft heart strings To touch someone and stake a poet's claim We chip away, in rubble, as we pick It falls as wads of paper on the floor When suddenly a glowing candlewick We've struck the mother lode of metaphors And...

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Me and My Pail By Joeysguy From birth my mom wiped away my tears She did it into my childhood years Growing up I stopped the crying Until the day of my wife’s dying I have this pail that no one can see It’s invisible except to me The pail is for the tears from my eyes I won’t need...

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I was not sorry to see my heart creep so, plodding brick elephants of snow, I was not sorry to see my heart go. I sent it off my all my might, rather, it best should have gone long before daylight, I kissed it soft as dead flower sewn, my eyes its eyes, my song its song, and never could a move prove wrong, thus...

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Such a pail I have a sweet beautiful daughter Who is always fetching me water Each day without fail she has such a pail When my daughter brings me the water Limerick Contest December 24, 2015 Sponsored by Jan Allison...

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some have them cleam its not or dream and not mean to wash have at a stand as you clean your hands and dip in like a wail its NAILS AND PAIL...

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to kept the clean is not a dream its not mean and it not a tail to have nice finger nail you need the pot drop water flows like a wail for the FINGER NAILS AND THE PAIL...

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I carry my pail, With water to bail, To the little creek. With the water knee deep, I hope not to fall into the creek. With the rain from the hurricane, It's had not to feel the pain. People lost, Homes gone, It only seems right that they get a song. To help with all that has taken place, With the new troubles they must face. The...

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He left for work, lunch pail in hand – a warm kiss on the cheek at the door. His arms wrapped me in a big, bear hug – he promised he’d be home at four. The feel of his embrace as a warm cocoon – made me happy to be alive. The sound of his tires on the gravel – as he...

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