Pats Poems - Poems about Pats

...Apart from writing poetry, who are we cannot be defined, for we wear many hats. Looking back at life thus far, we clearly see, that though destiny bowls and consciousness bats, for the most part ......Read the rest...

...What do cows do? Munch munch grass and moo, Watch horizons long and blue, Listen in to insects humming, Splat fat cow-pats on the dirt. Cows walk to the dairy in a crowd: To and fro, to and f......Read the rest...

...Pink princess poodle Paulette provided plush pats Potential suiters sauntered around her magnificent mats Greasy grimy gringos glamorized gnarly nodding gnats Lounging, lithe, lovely Paulette prov......Read the rest...

...I've not yet risen from my bed Chose to write poems instead The stranger contests I attempt All N/As I can pre-empt Why do I try and top the chart To what avail, why risk my heart I'm clearly......Read the rest...

...CYBER LIFE My stamen a purple flare of Light lit from Galactic Sun igniting me for an hour or a day a week or month, who knows ? Portholes open ever so slightly Time truly an illusio......Read the rest...

...I want to be A part Of your safe haven Where I fill in The chair next to you Surrounded by your family I want to see How your face lights up Making jokes and telling stories from ......Read the rest...

...The ice-cream parlor is just across the road from a small white clapper-board church. I sit in a window seat, watching the little town and the sidewalk as it moves people around, thought-rea......Read the rest...

...Spring has long taken off its Bermuda shorts. Hawaiian shirts are left on tree-lines to fade under a red-faced sun. If there are worms in the dry earth the Robins cannot reach them, and now sc......Read the rest...

...King Monkey got a kitty, so hip hip hooray! He named her Scratchy Scratch before the next Tuesday. She gives him tiny pats and tries to make his tummy stay. Into a perfect bed, where her tiny head......Read the rest...

...when feelings rage to fever pitch and seas rise to tortuous, the simplest open arms, loving embrace, with puppy pats on the chest quells and dispels the fury quite unexpectedly.......Read the rest...

...Milania, Milania Milania, Milania, our journey’s nearly done, We fudged the facts, paid little tax, the prize is almost won, The polls I hear are tied —‘tho clear that most folk are disgusted. ......Read the rest...

...Daniel walks out and hugs me even when I enter with a depressed heart dirty thought and speech envy, greed and Jealousy Haboo: grandfather tattered with scars stained by arrogant judgment an......Read the rest...

...My April Fool Horn Haiku looked and saw loose stool had been found in swimming pool produced by cruel fool had brought baseball bat would want to knock someone flat found him to be fat ......Read the rest...

...My mam used to clean at Billy Bulson’s farm, A magical place of mystery and charm, With geese that cackled and hissed and every day. Without my mam I’d have run away As they charged with flapping......Read the rest...

...In the low pasture cowbirds are picking over humming cow pats. In the high sheepfold lambs are dropping small round blueberries that are really not blueberries and the whirring beetles know it......Read the rest...