Short Hoofed Poems

Short Hoofed Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Hoofed by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Hoofed by length and keyword.


Drifter

Being free, the fun felt good
Clouded, altered, a long way from home 
Hoofed on many roads chosen
And- all about places known
From which to go onward, and roam
Being a drifter, wandering by foot 
After all these past years yonder
Still remembering old times wander


Contact Corn

Words fell through my mind
in plumber’s wrenches
you walked
through a room
my hands shook 
I kept pebbles in my pocket
to hold on to 

you
kicked at my desire
broad hoofed 
your head became
an Olmec icon
my fingers reached
reached for you
like skinny cobs 
of ancient maize
© Sam Poole  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lay

Jungle Cats

A 
big 
cat 
can 
do 
easy
formulation-
grasping, 
hanging,
injuring...
Jungle's 
keeper 
lust 
many
nights 
over 
prey. 
Quietly- 
ruminating 
shameless
toward 
ungulates, 
very 
wary
x-ing 
young
zebra.

A. Green

*ungulates are hoofed animals. Generally prey to big cats.
© Amy Green  Create an image from this poem.
Form: ABC

Premium Member Here Comes Santy Claus

Here comes Santy Claus, 
Here comes Santy Claus, 
Bringing you Santy Claus pain. 
Vicious old bastard 
with sharp-hoofed reindeer 
pullin' on the reins. 

Bells are ringing, 
children screaming, 
all is scary with blight. 
Say your prayers 
or hang by your hair 
cuz Santy Claus comes tonight.
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Rooster Lost His Crow

Rooster Lost His Crow

I wanted to enter her barn door
I wanted her farm to the very core
She said no, we lost rapport
Our tongues then went to war
Our bulls hoofed in ink galore
She fell deaf to my words implore
I wanted her farm to the very core
Our paths lonely forevermore

11/18/17

Rhyme Time II - Poetry Contest
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Cloven Inscribe

Cloven he sits in his past full of fear
On Salisbury Plains this Hades so near

Tee shaped stones in time gone fall
For fear laden stand they rose so tall

Scratch marks, chisels of a long lost past
Marks of the hoof inscribed to last

This Solstice we know in Summers heat
Time will drape, when again hoofed scrapes meet









http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark-9.php
Form: Couplet

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