Short Parroting Poems
Short Parroting Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Parroting by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Parroting by length and keyword.
Birdsong
mocking birds merely echo, faultless parroting ~ crowed into the ears of the questionless...
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Categories:
parroting, friendship, trust,
Form:
Free verse
Fish In a Barrel
Group together in unity
parroting as though a carol
think clever of this lunacy
grouped like fish in a barrel...
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Categories:
parroting, perspective,
Form:
Rhyme
Parroting Picasso
Picasso said
Art is a paradox
It is a lie
That makes us realize the truth
I think
It can further be said
That art
Is the form of life
And also
The sound and color of life...
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Categories:
parroting, art, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
The Why of Halloween
The kids run about on the streets
while parroting their "Trick or Treats."
It's the children's true bliss
and the reason is this:
It's the day to fill up on free sweets!
For john Freeman's "Halloween Limerick Contest"...
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Categories:
parroting, holiday
Form:
Limerick
The Gist
A macrocosm lucid
gem mocks trainees
and their ignorance
-jalousies-American
counseled coequals
...French innovators
to state their belief,
it ridicules directly
it was smoked o'er,
gotten the Italians
amid the scrabble,
parroting its exact
etymology, whims
'jealousy', being a
firmed translation
missed stated but
affirmed tussle be....
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Categories:
parroting, analogy,
Form:
Light Verse
Pretend Marriage
Pretend Marriage
As kids we'd chalk a house plan on the street
and pretend to be grown up families, parroting
what we saw in our parents raising us, their kids.
We smoked cigarettes and had happy hour at night.
We entertained our friends and drank and fretted.
The women gossiped and we husbands talked work.
We all grew bored and decided to never grow up.
Rain erased the chalk but we'd glimpsed our futures....
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Categories:
parroting, life,
Form:
Free verse
Suffering Inside Myself
Rain falling, pounding on the roof
Trapping me indoors
Blotting out the sun
Parroting my mood perfectly
I play music but no song is loud enough
To distract from the thoughts in my head,
I can still hear my inner voice
Speaking the truths I try to hide from
The music can’t end the torment I’m putting myself through
Sometimes the lyrics only highlight memories I try not to revisit
What used to be a sojourn from my life, an escape, is fueling my pain...
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Categories:
parroting, depression, music, music,
Form:
Free verse