They asked the fox about his witness.
He pointed to his tail.
They asked the dog about his witness.
He pointed to the baboon.
They asked the gorilla about his witness.
He pointed to his rear end.
Tail is tail.
* Six lines poem that has three micro stories; the seventh line is so short conclusion.
Categories:
tails, allegory, analogy,
Form: Other
Only
a coin toss
standing
between them
Fame
the divider
with fans
to embrace
Caught
in the essence
as twins
symbiotic
One
in the limelight
the other
— ungraced
(Dreamsleep: July, 2025)
Categories:
tails, power,
Form: Rhyme
If medicine gives us a tail,
The proper should not let it flail.
It should be coiled tight,
Though tea-holding's right,
Or holding the rudder to sail.
Categories:
tails, change, culture, fantasy, funny,
Form: Limerick
A cat wants to play
a bird flies away
A dog fetches a bone
a pigeon returns home
A child too will play
before he goes away
To get out there on his own
before returning home
Categories:
tails, bird, cat, child, dog,
Form: Rhyme
When’ e’er I look upon the squirrel’s plight
I think, perhaps, he should be given flight
So he could join the mob in warmer climes
But then a raged furry coat and tail
In Florida could land a squirrel in jail
For stealing ice to cool Corona limes
For fluffy tails may tempt a wily minx
To ask the grayish snow bird what he thinks
About the Penguin acting like a Mime
For squirrels, it seems, have knowledge of such stuff
And have been known to call a Penguins bluff
By telling them such acts should be a crime
Replied the Penguin in a voice quite grim
“I do think that your tail could use a trim”
Said the squirrel “then that minx would be mine”
Categories:
tails, fun, winter,
Form: Rhyme
Two brothers
Born from different Earths
One was powerful and fluid
The other, fluid, gave births
The first was given command
To fill the Earth with seed
The second, to work the land
Til fruit revealed all need
Both came to self
And developed a plan
To take the throne
From the one in command
They built different kingdoms
In sky and on land
But then they joined with sea
To fortify the plan
A three fold cord
Is not easily broken
Til REVELATION
Broke TRUTH open
Angels judge humans
For bad behavior
Humans judge angels
For lack of a savior
Both have committed treason
Even the one who could reason
...need, to hell
Spirit has come to set it right
The womb of darkness is now light
...in hell, it is well
WITH SOUL
Written by Trudy Schrader on 01-01-2024
Categories:
tails, celebration,
Form: Rhyme
Betsy, the sweet girl, was such a beauty
Never slack on milk, she did her duty
Pouring out her supply, like a fountain
Feeding on the rye across the mountain
She raised sweet, soft eyes to prove her gentle
Always so much love wasn’t accidental
With a soul, good and warm, she’s so friendly
Yet, her master told her she’s too spindly
Despite her hunger, she just wouldn’t gain weight
She worried about things like a soul mate
Her thoughts took her to the fall, and the hay
When the Blue Ridge Mountains switch to deep gray
Thoughts of gold bales left her stomach starving
Though that hay could’ve made a wood carving
So dry and stale, it couldn’t have been tasty
Still, she sprinted to the stall, quite hasty
After eating her fair share, farmer said
“look at Betsy, she’s fat as that pig, Ned”
At last the cow and the pig were happy
Even though their tale is slightly sappy!
Categories:
tails, animal, children, farm,
Form: Narrative
I love you when your quiet
I love you like this
Chilled and laid back
Peace at long last
I love you when your playing
I love you wrestling too
Pulling on a sock
A tug of war is cool
Archies giggling and the snorting
You'd think he was a horse
Snorting and sniffing at the cat
Upon the wall
Barking Mad
She swaggers her tail
walking tall
Archies just a young lad after all
Uncle rocco takes it all in his stride
His coat of black and white
A look of peace and pride
Bounding like a big puppy through the music hall ...
Here comes Rocco
For some Rock and Roll ....
Categories:
tails, best friend, cancer, cat,
Form: Rhyme
heads
wise, functional
bobbing, talking, turning
leaderships, guides, appendages, backside
wiggling, protruding, tugging
whiplike, furry
tails
Date created: 02/03/2022
Categories:
tails, creation, poetry, words,
Form: Diamante
Left with the dishes the animals used their tails.
They used their scratchy tongues and they used their nails.
Which would be okay if some had not had rabies.
The hen had chicken pox and the fox had scabies.
They were irritated that the washing landed on them.
So, they did the worst job, I heard from Uncle Clem.
They never wanted to wash human dishes again.
This was told to me by my little Cousin Jim.
Jim is Clem’s son, and their stories are often big lies.
I discovered later this was a lie too; no big surprise.
But I have another cousin who showed me these Pix.
So now I don’t know if it is true or one of their tricks.
Categories:
tails, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Rhyme
Just off the busy road there’s a dirt lane
that leads to a weather-worn covered bridge
where Red Tails gather at eventide.
In the sunlight the birds flicker on hot winds,
rest and watch on pylons and poles,
then rise to hover
over berms and hedgerows along the highway
driving small birds and field mice
into the shelter of scrub and thicket.
At days end they convene;
shake corn-dust from their wings,
bathe in the creek's shallow waters,
then the hawks perch
along the eaves of the bridge
while its oak rafters retreat to shade.
I arrive as the late evening
paints one last aureate sheen
over the slow rippling stream.
Hawks hunt alone - an acreage of sky
can support but one raptor.
I have photographed them many times
as they swooped and spiraled
scything the sky
with their swift-winged threats.
In this light a different picture emerges;
the row of muted birds could be sleeping
yet their eyes are wide open, alert.
A last twilight gleaming
briefly reveals their sentinel forms,
now in the gloom, only their eyes can be seen -
each one a blood-red sunset.
Categories:
tails, poetry,
Form: Free verse
“Off with their heads!” the king
said; like so, the Woke has spoke –
their sights on the hearts and
souls of children, all parents
in the way they will smoke –
The devil has new partners now,
with the Teachers' Union sharing
a toke – high as kites, on Evil's
flights – swarms of locust, armies
of roaches – are blessings compared
to such pernicious blight – with the
hind-ends of scorpions their ultimate
target
is
all
Freedom....
Categories:
tails, education, leadership, patriotic, political,
Form: Free verse
The girl in the lavender coat tails
Dropped her wars on the way out the door.
So I sent them to her in the mail
Hoping she would realize the floor
Was Jell-O and the lime green door did
Really need to be there. Maybe, she said,
But do you really need to have two heads?
Maybe, I answered, quite calmly, the rail
Hurt your head. For neither do I have nor
Do I need two heads. So I took the coat tails
From her coat set and sold them door to door.
I sold quite a few dozen or so before
I realized I had started with only two.
So I went shopping, what else was there to do?
created 4 Aug 1991
Categories:
tails, adventure, crazy,
Form: Rhyme
There was a gang of ringtail weasels living down in the holler.
My mama knew it and said she would pay me a dollar
If I would go down and spy on them to find out their intent.
I told her I would do it if she paid me an additional percent.
A percent of the gold up in the attic? She asked.
I assured her this is what I meant, as I was masked.
I hid in the corner and heard those weasels chewing and burping.
They devoured rabbits, rodents, lizards, and now were slurping.
Their nests were in piles of rock piles, and one lived under the barn.
He was the biggest one, and scary, and I must say this is not a yarn.
He turned on his kin, and began to eat them one by one.
Watching this horrified me, and I was soon on the run.
A ringtail weasel has a keen sense of smell, and his sight is good.
He chased me home, as only a diabolical ringtail could.
I was scared to death and refused to leave the house after that.
I still have nightmares about it, at the drop of a hat.
Categories:
tails, 4th grade, 5th grade,
Form: Rhyme
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Categories:
tails, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Acrostic
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