Short Platypus Poems
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A couth poetic platypus,
Choosing words that are never rude,
Carries a heavy blunderbuss,
And softly croons a platitude.
It’s true, we both swim through the muck,
But don’t compare me to a duck.
No, I wouldn’t do that until
You’ve reckoned my rubbery bill.
Duckbilled platypus and koalas lead the way
Showed kangaroos and joeys Santa’s bag today
Santa showed up with a nosey kookaburra then
wanting a warm Aussie beach to plunge in
I wanna be a wallaby
And not just a wanna-be,
Not a kangaroo or
Silly platypus
But, if I can’t be a wallaby
I think that I would wanna be
A plump and dumpy
Hippopotamus!
Excuse me sir, but
I always tend to wonder when
I think of you and
your awesome powers, your
infinite wisdom...
What in heaven or earth were you thinking when you created the Platypus?
The other day I saw a platypus
Licking the feathers of a real-live goose
Goose honked something fierce
Platypus’ heart pierced
Tomorrow it’ll smell a north woods moose
lively lumbering lions
meandering muscular mammoths
nightfall’s notorious newts
oscillating ornery octopi
playful plushy platypus
quintessential quibbling quail
responsibly respecting restless reptiles
You're such a pretty platypus, as pretty as can be
There is no other platypus, as beautiful to me
More beautiful than all the other creatures in the zoo
That’s why I'm so glad that I'm a platypus like you
~ aka 'Better Duck' ~
‘Goose-a-Go-Go’ opened in Kokomo
Fans demanded it move to Chicago
A resounding success, luv
We expected no less of
A strip-teasing platypus from Soho
Buffalo Clouds
Buffalo roam
The skies today
Hides of white
Touch of gray
There’s platypus
Pegasus
And
Hippo too
But it’s the Buffalo
Stampeding
Our skies of blue
By: Bill MacEachern
03/29/2021
Beaver, mole or platypus? It waddles like all three.
I watch the creature scoot along, wild, weird and free.
If she pauses along the way to leave some tiny eggs down
I will call her Platte City Platypus, named for my uncle’s town.
A platypus is living down under
He has a great fear of loud thunder
When it rains, he takes shelter
Makes a quick helter-skelter
Beneath a croc' he eyes lightning with wonder
Entry for Deborah Guzzi's limerick contest
zesty ropedancer meaningfully hobnailed honeydew folklore evermore
myriad sunburn translocation sapiently mistaking your platypus
impious prognosticator gnaw mono recordbook thereabouts
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 17–23, 2026)
If I only saw the beak,would I believe it too be a duck,
If I only saw the tail,would I believe it too be a beaver,
If I only felt it's claws,would I only belive it too be a predator...
The Platypus is an enigma of nature,since
distinguishing the heads or tail of anything...can be difficult
Charlie, the platypus,
Had a big yellow bus.
Charlie, the platypus, did.
Mary, the elephant,
Was quite elegant.
Mary, the elephant, was.
Sidney, the parakeet,
Could sing so very sweet.
Sidney, the parakeet, could.
Rodney, the kangaroo,
Counts all the way to two.
Rodney, the kangaroo, does.
Fresh yummy blueberries
a dolphin in the sea
the turquoise sky above us
a platypus in a tree.
A recycling bin in your garage
a little aqua colored bird
a sapphire in a gem store
a puddle on the road.
The shiny light blue in the rainbow
a little blue seal
that is smooth to feel
BLUE is good for real!
The platypus excels at evolution
And displays a super cool solution
For making his way amidst the muck,
He don't run aground. He don't get stuck.
Of this, the platypus would never dream
As a self-respecting monotreme.
Indeed, a platypus of station
Will employ electrolocation.
What means this word, bizarre?
Quirky in appearance and character- offbeat!
Strange, by far!
Platypus has
Beaver's tail, duck's bill, and webbed feet.
Pizzazz!
Revered
Yet bittersweet!
Weird.
What means this word, bizarre?
Beaver's tail, duck's bill, and webbed feet.
Weird!
I vaticinate through cypress
prognosticator of folklore
brewing indwelling woodcraft
dasyure and platypus
our unvalued birthright
gnaw at cassiterite
sunburn on cycadophyta
an acherontic turmoil
you , ceres
lent nonlexical rhyme
reform this crisis !
always
evermore
peaceably
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 17–23, 2026)
A circle has no beginning and no end
An elbow has only one way to bend,
A triangle always has only three sides
No one knows where a platypus resides,
All totaled, a piano has eighty-eight keys
When you kneel, you get on your knees,
The clock ticks once for every second
Do you know the meaning of “fecund?”
Written March 7, 2022
The first time I saw you - there -
Sophisticated, warm-blooded,
And for a kiss, you blubbered -
Barbary lipped, presenting the bill.
If I'd snuggle up, you'd cover me in fur.
Coo-ee! A real little nest egg,
Said you had it all laid out -
Liar!
Paid me up the river,
Rule of the rudder,
Waddling off -
As though your feet were webbed.
Then, as the tide ebbed -
More of me bled.
Keep your platitudes, Platypus!
ants prancing
buffalo dancing
cheetahs eating
ducks defeating
elephants shaking
frogs quaking
giraffes spying
hyenas high-fiving
iguanas slithering
jaguars quivering
kangaroos jumping
llamas lumping
monkeys screeching
newts over-reaching
octopus laying
platypus playing
quails running
rodents sunning
salamanders sneaking
tigers freaking
unicorns dreaming
vultures screaming
walrus waxing
x-ray tetras faxing
She was warm to the touch
Cold to the bone
A sheepskin clutch
With a heart of stone
Her gentle webbed hands pulling, she drowns him
And he’s seeking solace as she comes up for air
A Benedict Arnold over easy, she confounds him
He comes with a start and she with a stare
Deciphering what truth, if any human remains
She’ll speak dolphin, he’ll just wail
White squid ink on her nightie stains
Her love scribbled on a platypus bill of sale
platypus features
greasepaint pallor weirdo clown
red nose big honker
outlandish shoes flail around
crazy hairdo balding crown
eyes evoke pathos
whitewashed face a haunting frown
empty seats again
last show in his frilly gown
tattered circus closing down
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I yield to the earth
in supplication to nature
with worship in each breath
listening to a sermon
of kookaburras
as a kangaroo bounds out
a plate for tithe
I see goannas parade
the ancient rites
and koalas swoon
with the new age gospel
waving their faces,
and hanging from their mouths
and the platypus
monks of cold,
carry the testaments
to the deepest hovels
living with just one heart
I can breathe a tide,
and find home