Short Hutch Poems
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A little bird in its hutch.
Asserts no control over the air.
If a jail gate, he can catch.
Wouldn't it rather fly dare?
Written: May 06, 2022
Starsky and Hutch wasn’t Dutch
as child I did watch it much
loved those cop shows back then
those days I never sin
they made better shows
computer use grows
what’s coming next
send me a text
I went to check my rabbit hutch
The bunny wasn't there
I searched around for hours
Found it on the rocking chair
Jan Allison
7th September 2014
Thanks to James Fraser for the inspiration:-)
when you made that hot apple pie
then placed it to cool on the hutch
it was the apple of my eye
and it tasted like it was dutch
When And Then Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jenish Somadas
1/20/20
1st school day EVER!
Wrenna Wrenna Beaux Benna
i know you'll WOW them
proud for you and for
daddy bird and mama bird
gynormous step here
love the research done
if this is not the best one
try Habibi's Hutch
having come of age in the womb of space
there being here no more puzzles to lace
bereft of thought crutch, having gentled touch
our soul takes permission to leave this hutch
that light both immanent and transcendent
may bilocate, becoming independent
Living in the sunless cold hutch of till death do us apart, sits a chipping soul.
Never had he thought she did be a blotch of many shades.
Spitting and pouring scorn on his dreams of a happy home.
“What? Are you even a man? Your mates are out there...”
Did Call Pennsylvania Dutch
When old while walking needed crutch
And in every room could see a hutch;
Bridges going over water
With walls on long border;
So did call all of them Pennsylvania Dutch.
Jim Horn
Trump loves building borders
and boxing all of us in.
Delivering the candy gumdrops and such
Throwing out chocolate to the rabbit hutch
With the help of the red-eyed Amazon frog
We roll out a caramel and nut covered log.
We are followed up and down the avenue.
I want a pink life saver! One says, how about you?
We are eager to sell our wares and do very well.
In hamster village where the sweet teeth dwell.
I was not made for the hutch
No Wire fence to keep me in
A bedroom light my search light
I’m a Frabbit set me free
To these four walls I must conform
Someone’s else’s rules obey
Your life controlled by fear
Regards what your masters do or say
From the meadow to the woodpile
I fear the acts of man
I wish to escape, begin living in colour
Set this frightened rabbit free.
A hex, a spell, a whispered barb
A curse, a lie, a witches garb
Behold the depth of darkness falls
And closes in on these four walls
The stone is cold beyond the touch
The rats roam freely from the hutch
The stench of vengeance fills the air
A silent footstep on the stair
The scent of overwhelming fear
The sense of danger edging near
The hallowed graves are overhead
It's time to meet the waking dead
He’s a little barbaric Joey said, he does not tell me much
He was talking about our new neighbor, name of Dutch
Many said he was a so and so and a such and such
But today he helped me move a dresser and a China hutch
He is vulgar and common, another snippety neighbor said
That will not change my differing opinion of Dutch in my head
He willingly helps me when I ask.
He shares his tools, talents, and his flask.
Glamour dog expected poodles to ask for her autograph very much
But they raced past her, as if they did not see her at all
How had they missed her fancy scarf, her florals and such?
She gave gray hounds a look, but they were so tall
They did not see her, so she groused to her cousin Hutch
Who cares? He asked. You know you are a gorgeous doll.
He is a gentleman, and totally Dutch.
This reassurance urged glamour dog out of the mall.
Being my honeycup and dish
A delicacy from an inn lavish
Thou are such a fine female
Of thy supreme ‘mole’ male
Serving so sweet secretions
In our suite in successions
During our oral rendezvous
We involve in mutual woos
Ever appetizing is the flavor
Of thy honey with no color
Ever yearning to dive deep
Into the clutch only to sip
Between thy thighs I find
A solace when we entwine
An awesome hutch solid
Where we compete rapid..!!
My dad can jump buildings in one go
well he caught the elevator to the top
My dad can generate electric
Well he put 50p in the meter slot
My dad can fly up in the sky
Well the day he caught his holiday flight
My dad's fights wild animals bare handed
Well he put next doors rabbit back in its hutch
My dad can play premier league football
Well he talks about it alot
My mum's just the best mum in the world
Just ask dad !
comp entry 05052016
eschew.
deliberately avoid
you must eschew
evil and sin
(kind of
redundant)
it's written
in a lot of
old books.
just pick one
that you
like.
the end
is near.
there's
always a
prophecy being
fulfilled.
the mind
speaks:
i'd rather
dwell safely
than roam
with abandon.
a set of
ideas is a
cozy hutch
on an endless
ocean of
reality.
a hat rack
to hang
your invisible
hats
on
why wear an
invisible
hat? to hide
your invisible
bald spot?
The fearful girl was terrified, so they kept her hidden
Inside a grandfather clock constructed by Mr. McGiven
She kept silent, as they traveled, did not make one peep.
A protective raccoon kept his eyes on her when she was asleep.
Skeleton Man watched the road ahead, for intruders and such.
If anyone came to get her, they would have to fight him for her hutch.
The animals were determined to keep the fearful girl safe.
She was in hiding from a truly mean boss whose name was Rafe.
To reach my son, you take the Hutch*
To exit 29.
His town is listed, bold and bright,
Right on the exit sign.
So it was quite a big surprise,
A month or two ago,
To see that exit 18
Was the way that we should go.
The highway numbers all were changed
Without a heads-up call,
The reason why a mystery,
Our need to know quite small.
My brain’s been programmed all these years
To 29, but now,
I have to cross some wires -
How I wish that I knew how!
*Hutchinson River Parkway