Puffed Poems - Poems about Puffed

He was puffed up, persnickety, proud beyond most female’s belief. Loving his rainbow colors, showing himself off to his wife’s sheer grief. She was a plain brown peahen, who did not show off or boast. She had to laugh a little when his fellow peacocks decided to roast. Making fun of him, a tiny bit, for he was too...

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Priscilla’s prissy poodle Poindexter was puffed and pumped. Strutting his stuff, feeling perky, being perfumed and perfect. His congratulatory self-speech stopped suddenly. Who was this glamorous creature in his path? “Do not be intimidated by fancy birds,” his owner said. “Because she is beautiful, does not make you any less beautiful.” Poindexter gave the fabulous creature a nod, and continued his...

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Tiger is pondering his choices. The female looks tasty, but the man looks puffy Puffed pastry is his favorite meal He makes a dash toward the big guy ...

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He huffed and he puffed and he blew the side out of the house. The other wolves were laughing, as was an eyewitness mouse. Birthday cake was all right, but the house was destroyed by his huff. You will have to fix this said his Grandma who sounded angry and gruff....

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Have you ever seen a puffed-up hairless dog? I frankly did not think that I ever had, and I said as much. This one is a big eater, he feeds more than a hog. And he puts on airs, speaking of his manhood and such. I could not wait to meet him, and it did not take long. He was...

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Sandra was always puffed up about her fancy hats from the milliners. No one had complimented this beauty yet, but it was a matter of time. She knew several who would go nuts over it at church. A crow began to savagely attack the hat on the way into the sanctuary. By the time she got the crow off,...

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Your lustrous beauty passed me by, Like an ancient mariner's ghost ship, Shrouded in mystic mantle, You sailed by Sails billowing proud. An exotic bird of paradise Noble and sublime, Gracefully in concert With the wispy puffed clouds, A free spirit blown by the wind, High above out of reach. Your epicene beauty distant, Blown away to the beckoning horizon, Leaving only a bouquet Of unrequited love, A legacy locked...

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Grandma Joy stirred the eggs so they would not burn I often watched, admiring her hands with spots She gave me a smile, and let me have a turn I love her aged arms, they are covered with dots I told her about the young girl who did spurn Grandma gave me compliments, and I mean lots. Knew what she was...

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Global girth seems to gain all the time, Giants garnering world's every dime, The rich grab all the pie-- Why the poor poorer die In the world, piling wealth's when no crime. Fine, lemon you find sweet is sweat lime, Nor crime-- your thoughts of ‘I’, Go savour your sweet pie, Pay heed not to puncture poor man's rhyme, Listen to their sighs to...

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Picture this Meeting with forty-three women Two men Six at each table An extra squeezed in to one. Picture this I always sit by the loudest and proudest The most egotistical The one who always gladly shouts out every answer Sometimes wrong Sometimes right Does not count the wrong ones. Even if we laugh Picture this Loud and proud at another table Selects herself to be spokesperson Suddenly realizes she...

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All puffed up, ducks, swans and goose fluffed feathers on the loose, afterfeathers clinging to open flagged wings strutting as they move and sing. Smaller birds hang back and low un-intimidting, gentle, calm, slow, little barbs rising from the contoured body ready...

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I have been running from store to store Searching for cereal I adore. Quaker’s puffed wheat Favorite treat But I cannot find it any more. rec'd tenth place...

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