| Poetry By Us |
| It is just plain courtesy not to steal my poems. If you use them, PLEASE do not claim them as your own work. If you have any questions about this, please contact me at [email protected] Please note, not all of these are perfect.Some were just pulled up on the moment.Thanks, and enjoy! To see more poetry, click here. |
| Bumble Bee Busy, busy, bumble bee Heading out to flower sea Dressed in black and white and yellow When not disturbed he is quite mellow. Buzzing here and buzzing there, Collecting nectar with great care, He flies around in his great dance, Willing to help if given a chance. Spending hours making honey He gets the bee farmers lots of money. Busy, busy, bumble bee Heading out to flower sea. Adorned in black and white and yellow, He's a friend to every fellow. |
| Dolphin of the Sea The dolphin, Strong and majestic, Powerfully swims through the ocean Its sleek form Cuts through the water, So quick And smooth, That the ocean is not disturbed, But is left Clean and glassy. It heads toward the Barrier between air and sea. Confident and proud, It breaks the surface, A gray bottle rocket Striped with black Defies gravity as it heads up into the air, Five feet. Ten feet. Fifteen feet. It twirls, Showing off its snub nose, Muscular body, And tail flukes, As the sun's rays reflect its smooth, wet skin, Only to slip gracefully back into the water, Not making a sound, splash, or even a ripple left to show Its previous presence. Grinning, the dolphin resumes its swim Until it is ready To perform again. |
| Grizzly Bear A large hulk of flesh, The grizzly bear is covered in Dark brown fur Which barely conceals His rippling muscles, Strong enough to take down A human, a horse, or a moose. The bear lumbers along trails clumbsily, With poor eyes to guide him He must stand up on his hind legs To get a whiff of the crisp air To make sure no danger is there. He drops by Blueberrie Hill To have a feast. He eats his fill (Which is 20 more pounds of blueberries than he will ever need to eat) He is now quite fat, But this is good. For winter is coming, And he won't be inside of a Warm bed like you and me, But probably somewhere like a cave Or a sycamore tree. |
| Josey Soft brown with gray, A black little nose, Long ears that hold shape on her head. One up, one down They disco around, Giving us laughs all day long. Milk chocolate eyes and a fluffy white tail. She hops around on the ground, With her beautiful body and Bright shining fur. She is a delight When she's seen during Morning, noon, or night. Morning stretches followed by kisses Provided by her tiny pink tongue. She's loving And caring And gorgeous to me. The best bunny alive in the world. |
| Smoky My cat smoky was a grand fellow. His body was black, But his left ear was yellow. His tail was brown It twitched around. His eyes were green, His paws were white. My cat smoky died last night. |