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Short Making Hay Poems

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


Premium Member Making Hay While the Sun Shines

she’s a wildflower
that makes the honey bee buzz
they become as one
when penetration so deep
threshing machine approaches.

© Harry J Horsman 2016
Form: Tanka


Premium Member A Solo Ballet

Sadly I heard this old man say If I had his looks I'd be making hay In the sunshine or rain On the grass, or on a plane Guess I'll just perform a solo ballet
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Still Misfire

Once I was considered a real flat tire Now I'm full of air and my tire's on fire Rolling down life's highway Laughing, making hay But at 82, I occasionally still misfire
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Still Misfire

Once I was considered a real flat tire Now I'm full of air and my tire's on fire Rolling down life's highway Laughing, making hay But at 82, I occasionally still misfire
Form: Limerick

Premium Member A 40-Page Magazine

Certainly worked my bum off today Creating a 40 page magazine, still making hay You'd think I've had enough Of this graphic design stuff But it keeps me alive and the grey clouds away
Form: Limerick


Premium Member A 40-Page Magazine

Certainly worked my bum off today Creating a 40 page magazine, still making hay You'd think I've had enough Of this graphic design stuff But it keeps me alive and the grey clouds away © Jack Ellison 2015
Form: Limerick

Premium Member A Solo Ballet

Sadly I heard this old man say one day If I had his looks I'd be out there making hay In the sunshine or the rain On the grass, or on a plane Guess I'll just have to perform a solo ballet © Jack Ellison 2015
Form: Limerick

Night

The night has come
And gone away is our sun
The time of making hay is no more
We sleep waiting for tomorrow morn
But what if we don't wake to see the sun
Will our night praise the morn
Or the time the sun did come
Or cry,wail and moan
And beg father nature
To give us a chance to see another morn.
Form: ABC

Mom Ace

Such a sweet tweet from you
Well it's just out of blue

How I cherish you can't guess
For you're my mommee ace

Want to see you in modern get-up
With scarf around thy neck covered up

A Rolex or Casio shining on wrist
It will penetrate even the mist

Treat to see you just play
Basket ball - making hay..!!
Form: Couplet

What's Your Poison?

If
you say
Adam Schiff
should have his day,
maybe get a whiff
of power, making hay
on the nation’s fiscal cliff,
then you’re bright. You know Chick-Fil-A
(not the same thing as a secure SCIF)
is where bit-coin investors go to play,
the merest capitalist hieroglyph:
Coca-Cola, too, has feet of clay.
So, Socialism: jpeg? Gif?
Develop it in your tray:
to know the truth, just sniff.
This won’t go away.
You’re cool? You’re stiff?
Straight, or gay?
One riff –
PAY.
Form: Etheree

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