Short Yodeling Poems

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

Hovering
Antiquated
Perplexities
Pronounced
Yonder!

Newsflashes
Earth-quaking
Wakefulness's

Yodeling
Enrichment
Anniversary
Reward

© Rosemarie Quintal  

Another 
Blinding
Creepy
Deep
Everlasting
Freak
God-forbidden
Hidden
Inside
Just
Kindling
Life-stopping
Mother-ship
Never
Oppose
Precious
Quizzing
Ravenous
Scary
Top-dollar
U.F.O
Vans
With
X-ray
Yodeling
Zingers

© Sarah Broun  

A giant red moon appears every seven years 
Over blue lakes and shallow lagoons 
Over faithful flocks of yodeling loons 
Over the peaceful shores and white dunes
Across the Cameroons 
You can hear the tune of the yodeling loon. 
every seven years under the giant red moon.

© Mike Roberts  

A big crude demoness
                 Entered fabulous Garnet Hotel Inn
                     Juggling kettles, looting money
                  Netting oodles, precocious quagmire, 
                 Respite-- she thankfully undressed--
            Voluptuous wench, *** yodeling, zonked.

© Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty  

A giant red moon appears. 
every twenty-seven years
during the month of June
Over blue lakes and shallow lagoons 
Over faithful flocks of yodeling loons 
Over the peaceful shores and white dunes
Across the Cameroons 
You can hear the tune of the yodeling loon. 
every twenty-seven years under the giant red moon.

© Mike Porter  

A HOLIDAY SCORE

What to do? What to do?
The pancakes do stick!
The milk is out sick!
So the brethren of eggs
beaten and stirred
resound in yolk
a yodeling
quick
so the grandson’s lips
smack
with satisfaction
so their fingers
can pluck
their electronic guitars — 
for games like sugarplums
dance in their heads,
a holiday score.

11/23/2108

© Kim Rodrigues  

The puppet theater was enchanted, we all knew it too.
Weird bleating goats and dancing sheep knew what to do.
Yodeling chickens and roosters danced in a fancy chorus line.
We could watch these antics at any time, and it was fine!

The puppet theater had been created by a magical man.
He had wizardly ways. I think his name was Devilish Dan.
He parked this enchanted theater up high on a meadow’s hill.
Soulful laughing and singing can be heard from this theater still.

© Caren Krutsinger