Short Feed Poems
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On seaside cliffs
Central Park to Trafalgar square
Soft coos in the air
Flying rats they call them
Found even here
Agreed What We Need God to Feed
Horn Haiku
have always agreed
what we need is God to feed
us all and to lead
Jim Horn
fly is my new friend
attracted to summer legs
buttercups uplift
clover for bunnies
blossoms tantalize four deer
we feed all comers
I've been to battlegrounds fighting for free
I've run worlds searching fortune
now feed corn to pigeons
tho you fixs it
you could get aticket
for this deed
the brids do need
to eat a sleep
know its your treat
have you hearld
DON'T FEED THE BRIDS
Please, don't mess with the poet Please, you should have knowdit
Feed
I feed everything considered and
all but
finished (he’s a
pathological liar) with
not yet proven accusations or
assertions of
war treason.
no cardinals feed
nor masked nuthatchers seed eat..
bare willow limbs weep
Written November 27, 2012
It was cloudy, cold, and raining..
tiny baby bird
mouth is constantly open
parents always feed
101 in a row (off the bad wagon) 191 - Poetry Contest sponsored by PD Linda
12th November 2014
With Holy Food Have Been Feed
Our imagination should try to spread;
When with Holy Food have been feed;
Not tired,
And inspired;
To heaven one day are sure to be lead.
Jim Horn
Now the turkeys are feeding like kings
And they flap round their high protein wings
Soon unknown to the dears
They will sit on their rears
And be roasted and stuffed, the poor things
A combination of Haiku and Kyoka
designer originals
from feed sacks
after the chickens were fed
her artist's touch
honed with the aid
of her foot movement
on the treadle machine
this is adeed
and a need
its your seeds
the ones you breed
fine away
hear what isay
mabe jod is odd
only can afforded lard
thats a start
this is not mabe
you got too
FEED THE BABYS
Hunger
Controls the night
As true feelings emerge
Casting new light on relations
When the animal within us then growls
Begging nocturnal harmony
Satiating the need
And desires for
Hunger
583 babies in England last year named Yahya
Gasp! – in memory of Yahya Sinwar
the vilest form of humanity…
594,094 were not
~ a whole hell of a lot
Trump Lead Using Twitter Feed
What we heard is Trump likes to lead,
With rancious sounds and twitter feed;
Patience poor;
He does snore,
And on a golf course off is always teed.
Jim Horn
All supply lines
Kept closed
Over the heads
So below
Still
These souls survived
From death of hunger
Reminding
The ignorant souls
The task of feeding lives
Not vested on any Man or Woman
Went to the zoo today, saw a sign that read
“Do Not Feed The Animals” most animals dread
Getting skinnier by the day
Zoo keepers usually weigh
Not themselves ... the animals, you silly heads
PASSION DUCKS Feed and Washes on THE FROZEN LAKE - A Haiku - A Haiku
frigid wintertime
wallows a passionate duck
at the frozen lake
1/3/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
Frantic meows and urgent leading
show me the way to the food container
"Meow, meow, meow" translates as
"Feed me, feed me, NOW!"
So, I do and give him a few head rubs
as he devours the food and begs for more
many fishes swim
so wiggle as the worm on
the line giggles so
~
capturing the worm
is the fish agenda to
bite nibble eat up
6/30/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
The birds of Alesund descend
To greet an old and trusted friend,
An answer to their constant search,
For food, safety and a welcoming perch,
The birds of Alesund descend
To greet an old and trusted friend.
for you poems will write
to read them all did invite
was thrilled with the site
poems were part of news
to read them would refuse
did declare a truce
bright brain I do need
my mind must be sure to feed
read your news agreed
(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.
Food To Feed Separate from Weed
Morning Has Broken and so has each seed;
Become food to feed separate from weed,
They found,
On ground,
Which was required that they surely need.
My main goal is to motivate others
to write poetry..
Jim Horn