Short Ducklings Poems
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Like toy boats on a pond
The ducklings swam in precise line
One by One
They ducked down, bottoms up
Treasure Hunters
One held a fish in its mouth
pair of swans conjoin
ducklings trail closely behind
family priceless
twin city-house shakes
gouging to prepare for new road
shovel lifts the earth -
in a row with their mother
ducklings waddle past window
Spring comes in yellow
In crocus, in jonquil,
In ducklings and peeps,
In warming sun angle;
In butterfly golden,
In yellow renewal
Impersonal bounty
Feeds personal hope.
I fast-slammed the brakes!
The car in front slowed down too-
just before the road had curved.
Standing there ahead,
an old man had signaled stop!
Mama and five ducklings pass.
glowing spring colors
budding twigs spread out their fan ~
embracing cute duck
Quack!
Ducklings,
I have now,
running freely,
Girls put those ducklings back in their box now.
The ducklings chase the girls around the house.
Nurture,
these baby,
ducklings.
Love.
six baby ducklings
sailing behind proud mother...
empty broken shells
seasonal--ducklings--spring
Written: 31/10/2011 Margaret A Linton Lassie
contest: strict haiku
sponsor: Charles Henderson
Lightning flashes as the dark cloud rumbles heavily
The sky opens to pour down its blessed water
5 ducks and ducklings waddle happily in the stagnant pool
7 colors of the rainbow beautify the sky.
CONTEST:"Captcha contest"
Two little ducklings
Went on a journey
Because they were looking for their Mother
They went in the pond
Then they saw a Mommy duck
Then the Mommy duck punished
The two little ducklings
Because they are not supposed to leave home
Our winter break at Safari West.
Birds chirping in their nest.
The creek’s melodious medley
The smell and pitter-patter of the rain
Goosebumps from the cold wind
Thick fog covering the tall pine
And ducks and ducklings swimming in a line
(Chuckie Egg)
It’s perfect that the ducklings can eat Harry’s hen feed,
Because those you don’t like are not neutral individuals,
If they’re not for you, they’re against, trying to read,
Your every move so as to impede your grove, divisionals.
Hey Princess PoppyPee
Come marry me.
You think so pretty
The sky writes your name.
You smell so real
I wonder if you’re fake.
Chicks and ducklings
Love you forever.
And the stars-
are falling for you
PoppyPee,
Take my nothing away.
Marry me please- on Saturday.
I love the ducks
on the pond in the park
drifting along paddling their webbed feet.
Dappling ducks feeding in the shallow water,
on aquatic plants, small fish and insects.
Amazing how the ducklings swim right after birth.
calm
placid
clear blue lake
serene and still
in a wide palm-fringed
rich green verdant valley
mother duck leads and swims
in the tranquil lake
ducklings white, soft
follow her
one by
one
Date: 08/19/2021
For Merse Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Malabika Ray Choudhury
FEEDING THE DUCKS
children love to feed
ducklings in the park
the most rowdy child
will sit quietly
watching the ducklings
do not feed bread
carbohydrates
junk food, … causing
malnutrition
feed birdseed
frozen peas
oats, grains,… for
healthy
happy
ducks
Back in the day, it was thought to prevent earaches.
So, he'd line his ducklings up before him.
Then take a big mechanic's drag from a Marlboro Red...
Then gently blow smoke into their sunlit ears.
They'd cough a little and skip away giggling.
The ritual always ended with, "I love you dearly ".
flocks of birds fly in...
newly mown lawn wet with dew
ducklings waddle by
poor birds take flight frightfully...
then return to look for worms
03/22/2012
3rd Place Winner
Black Eyed Susan "Tanka" Contest
MATERNAL LOVE
Mother Duck and Ducklings venture from cattail cover
wiley mother duck
which wee waddler will you sacrifice
to the prowling fox
At the playground today
I saw the park manager smoking a cigar,
and after a few puffs she squashed it out on the pavement,
"You know the dumpster really ain't that far!"
I was about to yell but then realized
I was feeding the ducklings (of all possible things),
while my baby what left
neglected and weeping on the swings!
Feeding the ducklings
on a sunny day,
around me they swim
and play.
The shimmering water
is clear and cool
so I dip my feet
in the pool.
Around me
the ducklings swim,
around me
they play,
around me I beg them
to stay.
But the breadcrumbs
are gone,
so they must move on
and leave me
on the shore.
The ducks have come a long way
for rations from my high hand.
The best crumbs
I keep to myself.
I don’t have to share at all
what the master let fall
from his plate.
But I know what it’s like
to long for a meager scrap
that’s spied and sniffed
but never had.
May 6, 2015
for Feeding the Ducklings Contest
A family of ducks and ducklings decided to cross noon road,
an old man slowed down his slower gait, stood on road to halt traffic,
when birds were safe, he went back to his place feeling happy like god
He did not see that the thankful hen clucked and nodded at him too.
acted in kindness
both giver and receiver
bathe in afterglow
Daughters see mothers die
Bees swarm to stay alive
New stars shine in the sky
Wolves howl at a full moon
Heartstrings from baby's cries
Flowers bloom in street cracks
A blind boy plays piano
Cars swerve to miss ducklings
Vultures claim raw roadkill
Forests regrow from fires
Some seeds can wait decades
Hence poems may make some sense
Mama mallard
Shaped like a well-sailored ship
From Columbus' voyage
With a flipped up tweakable tail
Enjoying motherhood
Followed by five ducklings,
Quacking and cavorting
Livening up pond
Feathers shining,
Proud beak,
Sharp black eyes,
missing nothing.
Helping ducklings
Gain confidence they will need
to raise their own ducklings.