Sheep Poems - Poems about Sheep

'Write Thirteen Beautiful Lines' Poetry Contest: Sponsored by Constance La France (April/May 2025). Where hills are alive with imagination carried by clouds toward their destination Lakeland fells and sheep Liverpool of cormorants Wales with its dragons Yorkshire and terrier dogs in Lancashire towns of redbrick and cobbled folk who worked with bare hands to build a much better world beneath these beautiful skies. ...

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Cow is very close to Pig Pig is busy busy streets and restaurants plenty of eating and dining out Cow is also close to Sheep Sheep is nice quaint and picturesque numerous shops dotted around Cow is not too far from Horse Horse is impressive large houses and open spaces a laid back life of calmness Cow is also not far from Dog Dog is thriving multicultural and diverse a...

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confined to this endless hole, there is no rest for my sinful soul. continuously repeating “this is the last time,” while the lords heart breaks as he writes my fine. battle it every day when you were ordered to flee, how can i run when it has full control over me. filled with regret and fearing it will never leave, the lord...

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clouds like sheep grazing in the azure scatter on the breeze...

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following the flock staying in line most of the time until their death bell chimes and the butcher comes from behind and plunges the knife to end their life as they knew it They say that the truth will set you free but most people wouldn’t see it if you hit them on the forehead with it swallowing the Kool-aid because they were told it’s orange Gatorade They’d rather take lies as truth and walk blindly into...

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Sleep still ain't shhtt It's like my eyes n brain js quit Maybe it helps sometimes..a bit But my very own reality is soooo much more than legit. If I never had to sleep, I swear I'd stay running in circles Kuz, honestly I dnt see the point in any of thiss Every single fkin person on this planet Is fabricated from...

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Last night, I had to shoo me away some sheep. Having to count 'em was keeping me from falling asleep. Tonight, I do battle with a big herd of cattle that somebody, I’m sure, has prayed the Lord to keep. ...

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Attempting introspection without being rude, I ask myself, "what's going on with this dude?", but is understanding really likely with a house of mirrors psyche? Subtle markers, clarity will betray - or do they point the other way? And which way is better and which way worse? Or is it just the opposite, or the reverse? And am I a wolf in the...

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Two black eyes On a sweet white face Floppy ears that lie Those ears actually taste Algae is the most favourite place With no arms No tricks up their sleeves Should they be on a farm? Each looks like a sheep If only they made a bit of cheese To light their fire They suck chloroplasts Leaf sheep never tire Photosynthesis gives them gas Even without the sun’s sunny...

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The safest road is not always fast, It will appear sometimes as a blast, Disguised wolf in sheep's wool, Naive destination is for the fool, Journey's end is loss for one's soul, For it is the fee for the roads toll, You've made it, you've reached this place, Dark, desolate and without heaven's trace, Now you...

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There was a shepherd who fell sound asleep So there was no one to tend to his sheep The sheep were delighted, freedom at last Followed the leader and ran from the past. Walking for miles over fields, hills and moor The sheep were excited, as never before Then came the sunset and the night grew dim They began to feel...

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Silenced like a strayed sheep, With no place to go, All my friends in the heap, Are strangers that I know. They see my pain and move on, In a line and in a row, All my friends in the heap, Are strangers that I know. We shared sun and rain, Stayed like arrow & bow, All my friends in the heap, Are strangers that I...

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We gather in groups many to be sequestered as strayed sheep Haunted and shunned by the societies we love Who can we turn to to ease the burning pain of neglect and asylum Who is our border collie the light to wrestle us in against the turmoil of everyday life But still we stay strong as it is human nature to endure and lift ourselves...

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Along the roads of grassy fields where thousands of sheep flit from Astray from the flock, flouting, fleeing with fear blindly following. Driven through the streets of London at the Barnet fair to the farmers there. But the way, takes an insalubrious plot. Sheer confusion along the countryside sets in on the herd, then stray when eddying rapids currented by...

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WHAT? Oh, for cryin' out loud dude, not again! Nod off for one lousy hour and off go them mangy sheep. Now I ain't paid near enough to hafta chase these meanderin' beasts all over God's green earth. Shoot man, I got a life. Well, not really. But listen, I get me some serious leg...

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