Old Personification Poems

Years of wind, rain, hail and shine, 
Years of straight lines of dust,
Have slowly transformed this beautiful place, 
Into a place full of rust,

Where whatever...

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I am puffed up. I am proud. My nose is cold.
Maybe the coldest in the competition.
I am healthy, and I am ready. Put me in...

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rough exterior
fissures of hard living etched
bark of an old tree...

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I am an old porch
Leaning in on a bent back
Weathered and rotting

Aha! Something enticingly fun
comes into view
turning me into my butterfly self.

Orange and dotted, 
flitting...

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You stand strong and majestically tall
Rich mahogany are colors of your frame
Your face is decorated with numbers in brass
Your heart is sometimes heavy with weights
You...

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Rice paddy wakes up ready to be planted.
Where are those lazy farmers?
Snicker laughs.  Nothing lazy about them.
They are the most cheerful workers she knows
She...

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Rice paddy wakes up ready to be planted.
Where are those lazy farmers?
Snicker laughs. Nothing lazy about them.
They are the most cheerful workers she knows
She feels...

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The best I could hope for was a lame or weak animal, 
limping along, not able to catch up with their tribe.
My cubs are hungry,...

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Crusty old oaks
wave brittle arms angrily
overhead, threatening
to drop dead
crushingly
heavy limbs
Down

Taller trees
having achieved
the highest heights
pine away, lonely
jealously pouring their
sharp needles
Down

Towering above
terrifyingly insecure
in their position
they shakily
throw their...

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Here she comes again,
That clip-happy, snippy crone who fancies herself a gardener.
What?
She is doing such a horrible job of it.
She clipped two of us unmercifully...

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Noisy River Bank
Sitting on a river bank, tryin to catch a catfish
Lookin up at the stars, I began to make a wish.
Well, my worms are...

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My Old Companion

Once you arched where children play,
Heard the laughter and slapping of tether balls;
Roads made of sand with little boy sounds
A long time ago.

You...

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Like a frowsy, dowdy
old housewife
I sit largely
unnoticed
stout and squat
a sort of kitchen sentry
rarely appreciated
until some minor crisis-

Cough, sniffle, stomachache
a particularly bad day
or fancy party...
then things...

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Hello. My name is Spring and I make an appearance every year.
People have often made comments of me like, 'Spring is in the air'.
For Daylight...

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I sit here, night after night, watching human children and I am so bored.  They bicker and fight about everything.  It’s the same...

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When I am on the hunt if I want fresh
I choose young, it is always fresher meat.
Young bunnies, squirrels, rats, moles, voles.
Tastier, and less of...

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Of My Love For You
I remember the first time I'd heard your voice. You had just dropped off a another dude, seen the good bye...

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SUNDIAL WISDOM--

I only tell of sunny hours;
And my face looks toward heaven's skies;
And a gnomon, which casts a shadow onto my dial;
My eyes gnomon clouds...

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A snowy owl sat on her nest
   while tending to her brood;
her mate flew out upon a quest 
   to gather...

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I took a ride on a restless breeze;
she told me of her travels wide;
she took me on a flight 
of soft and silky, winds; a...

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