Small Fry Poems - Poems about Small Fry

...Beyond the wave-sacked pebbles lie the pockmarked dunes, sea-wind swept heaps, burrowed by the claws of scaly thrashers. Here they huddle, the working class, flogging grim pleasures, wolfing ......Read the rest...

...When you died I did not cry Not a single tear Fell from my eye I ask myself every day I ask him why? I miss you And I'm not going to lie I hope you're in heaven I hope that you can fly I di......Read the rest...

...She says her love language is food well now you're talking baby We can go anywhere what shall it be Texas, Mexico, France, Italy, China, Germany, or maybe some old-fashioned southern hospitality I......Read the rest...

...Watching upcoming toilet bowl lvii highlight of February 12th, 2023 Above title attests how mine mundane mein kampf insync as a veritable clogged drain oh: flush with adventure overflowing exc......Read the rest...

...There are no adults here.. Only confused kids. Children under the delusion that they know what they're doing. Youngsters playing make-believe in a world they perceive so solidly. Every one a na......Read the rest...

...Beyond the wave-sacked, lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug by the claws of scaly thrashers. Here they huddle, my blood kin flogging grim pleasures, wolfing eggy sandwiches, dipping tea-stain......Read the rest...

...The Pond was drained, revealing umpteen minnows; they wriggle in the residual water turning in silvered arabesques choregraphed by a water-rippling wind. Large ocean-going gulls descend out of......Read the rest...

...Small fry Fingerlings are playing among seagrass in shallow water they stop when the big shadow of an adult passes overhead sometimes they play is so exciting they forget and end swallowed who......Read the rest...

...Watching upcoming toilet bowl lvi highlight of February 13th, 2022 Above title attests how mine mundane mein kampf insync as a veritable clogged drain oh: flush with adventure overflowing excrem......Read the rest...

...Below the vault of this cerulean sky In this solitary grave, let me lie In joy I lived and in joy I die And wish to see no one cry This you carve on my grave for all to see ......Read the rest...

...A young cowgirl will sing by and by "Whoopee tie your yipee whoopee tie!" For she knows how to cling To a bull's ding-a-ling But has nary a clue with small fry......Read the rest...

... I know a river where the fish fly in the sky. Sheltered by boundless ember morning sky, a lull stillness, it refuses to say goodbye; I breathe deep in submission ......Read the rest...

...Now see a fine display in market hall Where fishmonger's stalls sell the freshest catch. A world of wet white tiles and melting ice. Seafood displayed, arranged in rank and file. One Scottish ......Read the rest...

...Herons fragment the mist, appear and disappear while remaining motionless. The skiff rocks as a coal barge trundles past. A dewy sky shivers. Nowadays he just sits in a boat looking at Ohio. T......Read the rest...

...Huge life like mockup rigged up to bark dare buzzfeed outsize monstrosity diet coke, McDonald's and meatloaf pet banality, execrable, and misogynistic words greets visitors at formerly named M......Read the rest...