Short Trots Poems

white wolf trots proudly
a blood dripping smile so bright
hunger satisfied...

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Poetry's pedigree's
           Prose hasn't got
            Poetry gallops
          Prose barely trots...

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I used to do the hokey-pokey
  fox trot, jitterbug, cha-cha-cha

When I try to dance now
  my body says ~ ha, ha, ha...

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Oh my Alpaca
Has purple spots
You can see them when he trots
I'll take his wool to make a sweater
Then we'll both have purple spots...

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Rustling in the bush
The night time world awakens
Dark eyes in moonlight
The red fox is curious
Unworried, he trots away

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Dice and pieces, blown on trusses
Numbers and feathers, trots and roaming
Spice with dashes, thrown in sashes
Dots and wreaths, clots and breaths reeming...

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Wildlife 48

A leopard was counting his spots,
Whilst tying his tail up in knots,
It wasn't a fad,
For the last meal he'd had,
Gave the poor little fellow the 'trots'!!...

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Mama deer pranced diffidently
checking the meadow for man’s smell
Her spotted fawn trots along
unaware of danger
checking out the food
of pure and sweet
glorious
verdant
grasses...

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on dark moon night

    lone wolf trots to his den ---

       mockingbirds sing


              (c)

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          by: nette onclaud...

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JAZZ

Just eighty-four, Grandma
Jives to Michael Jackson,
Jogging memories of
Jumping into fox trots
Jolts of Charleston dance,
Joyous beat of brass bands,
Jubilant flapper times.

October 14, 2020...

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cool midnight summer
a domestic, rabbits trots
despite loud crickets
 
midnight summer cool 
rabbits trots across the grass
despite the thickets


8/30/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©...

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Now on this thanksgiving day
Whilst you wash your dinner away
With wine and coffee creamy topped 
And listen to the music bop
I wish you all the turkey trots




© Copyright K.C.Leake
27th November 2015
All Rights Reserved...

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My toilet paper
regularly trots
out of the bathroom,
throughout the whole house,
no, it is not trained.

If it were trained
I am certain 
it would proudly
stay nice and neat.

My cat walks
it every
single day;

Toilet
Paper

trails.
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Her long eyelashes
are fetching.
Irene has beautiful eyes,
most donkeys have.

When I call her, she comes,
but not right up to me,
she trots to my side
turns,
facing the same way I am looking.

I am not looking at anything much,
we two are just sharing the moment,
that’s what friends do....

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a snowy winters day
along the shore of Spirit Lake
civilization is far away
what beautiful scenery it makes

a hundred deer  at least
a red fox trots by
an eagle sits atop a tree
then he spreads his wings to fly

this is nature's beauty, pure
unmarred by dirty hands
you will only see it here
on the shore of Spirit Lake...

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When I ride my tricycle
With Daddy in the park
We take our dog Peggy
Because she likes to run and bark

She chases all the squirrels
And wags her tail at other dogs
Then she is yucky and sniffs the smells
Left on grass and logs

And when it’s time for us to go
She trots along beside
But she sometimes goes in my basket
And just enjoys the ride...

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                   In my arms
        in the depths of mine heart

                in the shadows
                  in the bright

                in the pastures
             in betwixt the trees

                in his thought's
                 inside of mine

                 in Noah trots
                 into Pop's life...

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Amber Nights



The streets where I live are soft as rugs,
Lamplights of deep amber light them.
A lone, orange tabby trots on his way,
Nobody yelling to f'ind him.

The stars' eyes peek over sleepy trees.
The moon lights a white cat asleep on the deck.
The waterfall drips happily,
On goldfish , so joyful beneath her.


5/28/2019
10pm PST...

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Love the deep the depth

Your Love oh Your 
heart makes me seek where ,
the deep in search I go 
you make me seek you more .

There is a way I know
but that is so deep to adore ,
when you are there I can lay
and who knows that day .

We are for that sake
been born to not break ,
Life far beyond thoughts 
where none has trots.

by Esther J...

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                  Rainy afternoon
                  A dainty pleasing cat trots
                  In quartz rainbow drops



                      

                  January 30, 2020
                  10:45pm PST
                  English Haiku 5/7/5

                  Last line corrected at 11:10PM
                  Thank you..PR


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Kublia does not walk
With short legs he trots
Happy with tongue out
Smiling all about

Genghis strides
Long legs almost glide
Ears pointed back
Looking to attack

Exploring the back yard
Sensing near and far
Everything feels okay
Time to run and play

Kublia rest on the ground
Like the sphinx lying down
Genghis curls in my lap
Takes his doggy nap...

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A yellow morning of zinc 
a tad of sunshine at brink 
a breath of fresh air in sync 
a girl cannot help but blink 

reel in the fun and skip in 
rosetta days in full swing  
reach for the skies and win  
rosy cheek girl go and sing 

to the kangaroo that plays
tottling in the park he allays 
trust in the spanding contain 
that trots in, only in May ...

5/23/2020...

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Warped up resembling a wave
His cresting eyes
Gives me the whirls of a dark pool
And his fringe is flattering

And when he trots
It’s not the steel built 
Or the man-boobs
It’s the fringe that I’m use to

Dear Marwan,
So full of it
And thus far I snicker
So joyous at your gags

But that fringe
That so, so appealing fringe
Is what I write
In this poem


*Dedicated to Sarcastic-Perverted-MarWan*...

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As his rider gives the judge a glance,
He tosses his mane and shifts his stance;

The winner he is, without a doubt,
He trots in place and then moves out;

Not quite believing what I saw,
I watched in silence, struck in awe;

Almost as if he wants to tease;
He crosses over with seaming ease,

His perfect cadence and fluid prance;
I sat in wonder as I watched him dance.


~Write A Backwards Poem Contest~...

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Is It Blue, Maybe White?
Red, Yellow, Orange, 
Broughten Night!

That Morning Shine,
Comes Dawn Of Mine!

A Rock Of Life, No Missing,
My Breakfast Trots A Skipping.

All Of My Dreams, Arising like Cream.

What Would Be The Reason I Should Stop?
Waiting So For Lunch Time, Maybe, Not.

Only Just With You, Lunch Time Would I Do.

On The Drive Capitalize An Eloquence Of Noon.

It's Lunch Time, Spent With You!!...

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