Home Turkey Poems

Nature, to a less discerning eye, at times seems partial to 
		certain of her creatures,
sparing some the pain of death and loss, a blessing we...

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I was thinking - why do we eat turkey ?
The history of it is just quirky,
eat veggie pizza, why not;
home made- from the oven...

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There was a bright turkey well named Big Joe.
Flew away from Thanksgiving don’t you know.
Basked in the Aussie sun. 
He did have so much fun.
So...

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MERRY CHRISTMAS

It’s that Christmas time of year
Everybody is of good cheer
The Christmas trees are covered with lots of tinsel and lights
There are beautiful sights everywhere...

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Happiness isn’t forbidden, so reach for it.
Look for missing love, or sip the wine of love. 
If love demands, pay the price and rejoice, delight,...

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Song of the Harvest Home

Under contented twilight memories, my childhood harvest home abides in chrysanthemum hues
Two story home on a quiet street behind a fence...

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The circle of lily white feet,
dorm girls,
like birds that flew the coop,
planning that dreaded strategic move,
the Turkey drop,
as new boyfriends came out of the woodwork,
even...

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Smokey, God rest his soul,
the poor old dog was very full
that Christmas day years ago.
We took the turkey out to sit
and left for church to...

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I just bought a turkey
In dire need of tenderize
Also a quick summer thaw
As this chick's as cold as ice

Must have froze it in the tundra...

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Turkey dove 
Fits like a glove
It's my one and only true love
There was once a turkey 
Then I went and made some beef jerky
I then...

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Long time ago in the old wild west
A hunter raised his gun, he was a 
Round up cowboy, and shooting 
Was his fun

He saw a...

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For this Turk Turku is a 1-horse
city but he has got to have horse
sense. He will not be as happy as a peacock in Turkey.
Hindi,...

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While a roaming in the gloaming
many years ago,
with steps so jerky I met a turkey
swaying to and fro.

Now being lonely and awfully homely
I hoped that...

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I want to walk across the field to the giant oak.
Two ropes hang from its outstretched branch.
They swing back and forth over the seat,
the one...

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They organized a church bazaar,
To raise money for the poor.
A booth for selling chances
Was set up, outside the door.

When I bought the raffle ticket, 
My...

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