Trots Poems - Poems about Trots

...Under a frozen cascade of stars a vixen trots to her den - mice today they were her only prey. Hunger gnaws at a phantom bone heavy with fresh meat. Tomorrow she will rise early and retur......

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...It all sparks off With the mention of the park Her white tail twirling Relishing the renewal Of her communion with nature Her contact with her ancestral past Then off to the park in the car ......

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...Meowlu the cat, with fur so black, Sings meow-meow upon his back; His purrs are soft, his whiskers long, He loves to hum his favourite song. At night he wakes and stretches wide, Then to t......

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...THE WEIGHT OF OUR THOUGHTS Mind, the supreme gift to humankind is, Plentiful thoughts criss-crossing whiz; Enchanted spirits gliding high, Success triumph when almost nigh! Gratified the mi......

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.... .                           Go-Dhuli-Bela                     A poignant poetic time                 As the sun hits the horizon                   Is the time when cows return     ......

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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 lookin......

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...Sole say I, What wouldst be the reasoning? Murmurs, her head swerves about, hesitates, nibbles green herbs with care then elevates. Cautious white doe, quaint sight a wandering. Alert nose takes ......

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...Flapping gay garment hung on balcony bannister Trots obstinate flung spun over railing Fixated brazen Brigette immune to embarrassment Boosted bemuse formats never failing Co......

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...Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost... ~ May fourth, 2005 wedded bliss nearly fifty years half a century almost me not most favorite grown offspring, she (when alive) did boast, ab......

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...it is one of those placid docile what-do-we-do April days. I sit outside naked except for my light polyester mumu. an airplane wakes the cloud with her powerful engine noises. my wind chimes tingl......

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...Gumdrops and Raindrops Nursery Rhyme Raindrops patter in such sweet, sweet songs How I love their song - to sing along. Jelly beans bloom in the peppermint's lane Cinnamon bear showers dance......

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...That Salad Went Right Through Me I've always wanted to write a poem called “That Salad Went Right Through Me”. And I would wager upon its best destiny: To begin with, there is the Universal......

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... Twig twists intersect then spread victory Receptors sprout cat waving paws Fold fruit bowl foliage, branch tributary Lump eye timber columns support ......

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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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...What’s that glowing unusually bright? Alone in the deep woods at midnight. Look! It has an illuminating horn and mane Four graceful legs with a bushy tail. It’s coat as soft as velvet; It’s ash ......

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