Short Plover Poems

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


The Spur-winged Plover

A man once was a lover
Of the noisy Spur-winged Plover
But when walking his dog
Hid under a log
As its swooping made him take cover.
Form: Limerick


Wildlife 31

Wildlife 31

An terribly nosey young plover,
Thought of things that he'd like to discover,
So he sat on the shore,
'Til his butt was quite sore,
Then decided "I don't 'fink I'll bovver!'
© Tim Riding  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Red Rover

A distraught driver drove to Dover
Running roughshod in his Rover,
Crushing cultivated clover,
Mangling marigolds, moreover,
Pancaking progeny of plover.
Liquor-laden lies to lover;
Outcome: outed, ousted, over.
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Monorhyme

Premium Member Bookstore, Musty Galore

Bookstore, Musty Galore
Allen's Old Gold Discover,
SecondStory Pages of Glory,
Kelmscott Shelves Soar & Hover,
1st Editions Scarce Recovery,
Fore Edge Paintings Lover,
However It's Cheapo Papery,
Provides a Comfy Nest Plover,
Finding Fresh Author Flesh Scary!
Going Broke Buying A Great Cover,
I'm Not Waiting 'til Old & Hairy,
Grazing Tomes is Similar to Clover,
Diet As Extant Goodreads is Nary!
Form: Rhyme

Ponder

Elephantine
Slow motion measures
out of time
in pace
Great go-between
grows notions
in lines 
and space
Eglantine
embows fragrant pleasure
springtime's
embrace
Mezzanine
bon mot for half measure
lying low
in place
Intervene
plover distraction
displeasure
paradigm
about face
Serene
glow sensate pleasure
time felt
with grace


Written 16 May 2020
posted 19 July 2020

''Eglantine'' - a wild rose.


Crocodile Symbiosis

Listen to poem:
The crocodile smile is such a pretty sight as the Egyptian Plover keeps his teeth pearly white and shiny bright "Open wide," are words heard from the bird his dental hygienist who picks and pecks then eats the meaty spicks and specks and as the crocodile sheds old choppers (no tears) so the avian's not unemployed or at a loss the croc constantly grows new gnashers for his new-found feathered friend to floss
Form: Rhyme

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