Short Maned Poems
Short Maned Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Maned by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Maned by length and keyword.
tiger.. unseen in the bush,
golden black stripes ominous,
beauty ferocious!
panther.. sinuous, jet-black,
moonlit shadow on a bough,
emerald eyes know!
lion.. basking in the sun,
regally maned predator,
the tawny terror!
Burly bright boys
And curly maned misses
Naughty night noise
And candy cane kisses
Sweetly sampled shapes
And soft hungered hips
Nicely nibbled napes
And lollipop lips
Gleeful girlish giggles
And playing footsie all day
Wishful wanton wiggles
And tootsie rolls in the hay
tiger ... unseen in the bush
golden black stripes ominous
beauty, ferocious!
panther ... sinuous, jet-black
moonlit shadows on a bough
emerald eyes know!
lion ... basking in the sun
idling maned predator
the tawny terror!
Somewhere in a rugged sunny terrain
a bushy-maned pony kicks up his heels
amid biting flies in a grueling summer heat.
An elegant cattle egret hitches a ride.
Devouring grassland insects, his daily diet,
the egret helps his buddy in his plight
keeping the flies at bay while loping along
together through brush and grass and sage.
June 8, 2015
five fabulous fun footles
'FOTTIE' RHYME IN TIME ©
It stands---
Commands
All walls---
A stall
Maned floors---
Plus doors
Large pen---
Closed men
Blank cards---
Locked yards
High stakes---
High takes
Watch out---
About
Alarms---
Gendarmes
Lock up----
Cards cut
Sentenced---
Plans axed!
When young men meet with
inexplicably sudden and biting ends,
not the whitewashed passing of those long in the tooth,
the silver-maned for whom all mourning may expire at death;
that burrowed-under-the-skin ache
where labored breath takes speechless flight
and bids farewell to carefree thought -
that a God of love
carries my heavy heart
seems inadequate in its wake.
Tiger...unseen in the bush,
gold and black stripes ominous,
beauty, ferocious!
Panther...sinuous, jet-black
moonlit silhouettes on a bough,
emerald eyes know!
Lion...basking in the sun
idling, thick-maned predator,
the tawny terror!
I see fewer Gnomes
A variety of “flags”
Signs and placards
Letting me know
“whose lives matter”
There are a lot of “bunnies”
As they offend no one
My “lawn” has not seen fertilizer
In thirty years
It resembles a wild maned lion
The last “Madonna of the bath tub” shrine
Was removed by the new owners.
There are “cardboard” coyote’s
To keep the Geese and Turkeys away
A Buddha sits undisturbed
In a moonlit garden