Vole Poems - Poems about Vole

Critterature: The Saga of Veronica Vole

This is the saga of Veronica Vole
Who committed the perfect crime.
She murdered three lovers,
But not all at once,
She did 'em in one at a time.

The first was a lemur,
A two-timing schemer,
Who seduced all thirteen of her nieces.
Every female enticed him,
So she sliced him and diced him,
Then stir-fried and ate all the pieces.

The second, a lobster,
Was

Categories: vole, animal, humor,
Form: Light Verse

Barn Owl On a Blood Moon

At harvest time
Where a white ghost flies
Across a blood red moon
Behind the fields the rolling hills
Are purple, pink and blue

Over a dreaming wheat field
A barn owl patrols
Noiselessly it glides
Over the golden yellow drifts

Suddenly, it flaps its wings
And stares down intently
Below on the soil a startled vole
Sees a white star fall
A squeak and the owl is

Categories: vole, animal, bird, death, environment,
Form: Free verse

Vole and Trees Were In the Know

Maples were first at letting down their leaves they always go first actually.
Sycamore and oak were a day later; both let them go satisfactorily.
Their crispy waiting autumn leaves had been ripe for more than a little while,
But if they did not let maple go first, there would be a frown, not a smile.

Colorful eager leaves

Categories: vole, autumn,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Too Late For That

Poor dead thing.
A mole some said.
Ugly for sure.
 A vole others agreed.
The only thing we agreed on was that it was dead.
Poor dead whatever.
No funeral.
No service.
No words.
Just a hole dug in the earth
And a decaying body.
I wondered as I was digging 
What else I would discover.
Hoping if I did it would not be human.
I have

Categories: vole, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse

The Mole and the Vole

The mole and the vole, went out for a stroll

For the moon was all shiny and bright.

Happily chatting, unaware of the flapping

As the incredulous owl now took flight.

Too late they saw the oncoming claw 

So enraptured they were by the moon,

The mole and the vole, poor little souls.

Their demise, it came all too soon.

Categories: vole, animal, children,
Form: Rhyme

Un Oiseau a Vole

Un oiseau a volé

 

Je rêve
La fleur rêve
Rêves qui tombent du ciel
Amer est le miel
 
Toutes les fleurs se sont noyées sous la pluie
Moi, je ne sais pas qui je suis
Sauf que j’ai été perdu toute ma vie
Mort ou vivant

Tous les rêves ont disparu
 
Même toi

Categories: vole, poetry, sad,
Form: I do not know?