Short Clacks Poems
Short Clacks Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Clacks by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Clacks by length and keyword.
I am rooting for Snidely Whiplash
Tie up sweet Nell and give her a gnash.
Silly Dudley Do-Right
Simply isn’t that bright.
Snidely, turn him into cornmeal mash.
Good villain, it is your turn to win.
Wipe off Dudley Do-Right’s ridiculous grin.
Leave her on the tracks
With their clickety clacks
Follow me, Whiplash. Do I hear an Amen?
Categories:
clacks, age,
Form:
Limerick
Toy trains rolling ‘round the tracks
With its funny clicks and clacks
Gifts with paper ripped apart
Chosen with love from the heart
Golden turkey nice and hot
Eggnog, some with, some with not
Pies and puddings stomach bound
Children gathered all around
Don’t forget the doggy treats
Ensuring everyone eats
Christmas with laughter and cheer
Only comes but once a year
Categories:
clacks, christmas,
Form:
Couplet
I may not see the Wind,
But I know it's there.
I see it in a shaking leaf
The moving clouds
The empty soda can as it
Clackety clacks down the street.
I feel the Wind as a Summer's breeze
I see it's force in a hurricane and tornado.
Without the Wind,
my sails would be lifeless,
My mill wouldn't turn,
My kite wouldn't fly.
Wind....just because I don't see you,
does not mean you don't exist....
Categories:
clacks, mystery,
Form:
Free verse
Dust wraps him from his head to toe;
What more? - He's to bite the bullet,
For he's been busted by his foe;
Dust wraps him from his head to toe
And rusts his heart. Is that his flaw?
He clacks like a little pullet.
Dust wraps him from his head to toe;
What more? - He's to bite the bullet.
Chosen title: Bite the bullet
Nov. 1, 2020
Pick-A-Title, Vol 24 - Triolet - Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: Edward Ebeh
Categories:
clacks, fate, life,
Form:
Triolet
The Manzanita clacks in
gelid breezes
like the clap of clacking bones.
Reddish painted branches
reach their grey, bent shadows
on stone from
hulking, brewing
drifting welkins.
Peeling, crackled, weathered
bark
grasp, grind and intertwine
gnarled fingers as they rasp and clonk.
Silhouetted by the yawning flame
dipping low,
dances the macabre branches,
on a stage glacial white with
winter snow.
Categories:
clacks, blue, dark, feelings, solitude, winter,
Form:
Free verse