Love Poems About Duck or Duck Love Poems
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: political,

What I'D Love Now To See

My small way of showing anger for this year's circus of an election process: I recall when George Bush had to duck a thrown shoe, or he may have got struck. What I'd love now to see is some dog take a pee on that dump of a Trump. What a schmuck! for the the Political Ordeal Poetry Contest of CT

by Vijay Pandit |
Categories: girl, imagery, innocence,

Feel My Love

Where Blue sky Meets vigor Of azure lake, Golden light frolics upon amber waves While little girl sits, conversing with duck; Endearingly Whispering: Feel my Love. August 16, 2020 Double Tetractys Poetry Contest Sponsor: Eve Roper Photo #1

by Jan Allison |
Categories: bird, sky,

Welcome To the Twilight Zone

I love the sky as twilight falls A breathtaking sight to behold As hundreds of birds take to wing Birds duck and dive, I hear their calls From lilac skies now tinged with gold Loud squawks, it's a shame they can't sing! Beating wings, bird flight never stalls As skies darken, night's taking hold I don't want to miss anything The changing sky always enthrals I'll stay out until it gets cold In summer, fall, winter or spring The setting sun, seabirds in flight I'll always marvel at this sight Trilonnet Contest ~ Image 4 Checked with rhymezone and howmanysyllables Sponsored by Joseph May 06/13/23

by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: hope,

Angela the Archer

Angela the archer was a romantic, who shot cupid arrows.
Her family thought she was out hunting quail or duck.
She was matching up love matches in the land of Farrows.
The couples would stay together if she had the most luck.

Angela was given opportunity by Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love.
She would say, don’t match this young lady up with any old dope. 
This sage entity watched the activity from her throne room above. 
Angela always let the arrows fly, along with buckets of hope.

by Ndaba Sibanda |
Categories: deep, friendship, humor, hyperbole, imagination, romantic, words,


Here goes...
she said
it loudly and

l`m a miss
and  l miss 
you inside out

I miss you like
bees really miss
their honey

water for my thirst
food for my hunger
scratch for my itch

want to take
to you like 
duck to water

you draw me
to you like
moth to light 

you are my cake
my cup of goodies
my hot ice-cream

at night my moon
daytime my sun
your love my light

take a seat
I sold that heater
for your heat

you bathe in milk 
l bask in your presence
a sublime quench

what she did not
say is that we`re close
strangers on the net!

by Jack Ellison |
Categories: fun,

Mickey and Minnie Making Love

This is something old Walter never talked about But I wonder if Mickey and Minnie ever made out Judging by their physiques, might have been quite a challenge Can't you just imagine Mickey yelling out those bad words Like, “golly” and “gee whiz" and "this is swell, Miss Minnie” “You were g-r-r-r-r-e-a-a-a-a-t!!!” Next time let's do it in your mousey hole* (* Uh, that's where mousies live, you bad naughty people!”) Okay I'll never be able to watch another Mickey Mouse cartoon again Without the visual popping into my brain Same with Donald and Daisy Duck! Hope the kiddies never find out!!! © Jack Ellison 2014

by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: funny, love

Duck Quickly

Yikes! Arrow targeting me Cupid, please choose another Scars from your last shot remain Heart still bleeding red
*For Francine's "Red" Contest

by Laura Leiser |
Categories: bird, friendship, lost love,


Against the moonlit sky
alone upon the deck,
Afflack waddles among the boats, 
searching for some food to peck.

He is a fine specimen of a duck,
exclusive to our marina.
He lost his partner years ago,
and pines for her for no good reason.

His lonesome quacks, his grunts and sighs
betray the sadness in his eyes.
I know he truly can remember
his own duck love, his mate forever.

So I make sure to come prepared
to give him food, he is not scared.
We've formed a friendship, he and I
he's welcomed here, he will not fly...away.

Written on 3/14/2007

by Hgarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories: fantasy,

American Language - 1 - Ought - 1

I paid a buck for a Buck skin Coat
I watched a Duck, duck the propellers  of a Boat
I’ve seen the Tears ; of Tears in my Heart* 
I See the Caribbean Sea  Tear my Life Apart
                 To be Cont.
I know ; very bad of me , I Dedicate this to myself in Celebration of going back to school
For a bachelors’ Degree in English LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER, YOUR Eternal Liege…Harry

by Caleb Calvo |
Categories: dedication, destiny, spoken word, strength, true love, visionary, wisdom,


You will never find love if you search for it.
It will duck
It will do anything it can to stay out of grasp
Only those whom behold the most powerful virtue
Can attain love
The forgotten building block of human essence
Those who give up searching for love
Live their life
Demonstrating great patience
Become successful
Will have love come to them
Not just any love
True love
The greatest and purest love

by Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories: bird, humor, love,

Chartreuse Feathers

There was this teal duck and Canada goose,

   That 'neath a cloistered Colorado spruce,

      Enjoyed a lusty-ful tryst,

         Ending up in a quaint twist!

            Their offspring sported feathers of chartreuse!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved

by Edward Ford |
Categories: life

Rubber Ducky

Rubber ducky
I've got a duck, a rubber duck
It lives on the tub, I like it
I had one when I was six
Once when I asked my stepmother where it was
Her reply was "I'll show you a rubber duck
you little freak!"
That day I learned and earned the price of my 
That time it was cheap only two teeth a bloody nose
and a fractured jaw
My every move in life exacted a different pain
and suffering
I learned how to hate, and then I learned how to love
that’s why last year I bought the duck that lives
on the tub
It's just a small reminder.

by Eve Roper |
Categories: celebrity, fun,

Micky Mouse

Micky Mouse
Has his very own Clubhouse
His best intentions often go awry
Minnie helps with a smile, "Hello big guy"

Donald Duck, 
Has a temper that makes him go amuck. 
Often annoying Micky, he thinks he knows everything. 
His temper tantrums rile him up to a fighting swing


Cleritoons Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May

 One of Micky mouse quotes :“To laugh at yourself is to love yourself”

by John Loving Iii |
Categories: bible, bird, faith,

And They Flew

one day the flightless peacock
got a message from above
and when it filled his heart
he gave the message to a dove
when he received it he knew it was true
this was something special 
and to all the world it should be flew
the dove gave it to a crane
and the crane gave it to a duck
which went south for the winter
where the message was also brought
but then the dragon got word
and he didn't like it at all
he flew around the world
saying the message was false
but all the birds knew it 
and the woodpecker too
the message of God's love
is very, very true

(This goes with a presentation of origami birds and a dragon that can flap their wings.)

by Earle Brown |
Categories: love

A Duck For My Love

She lies breathless on the kitchen table,
as I prepare to perform my passion.
first, I marinated her breasts
in a fusion of lime juice and coconut oil, 
then massage them gently with tamarind cream.
Her soft flesh felt like silly putty in my hands.
She was on heat in a minute or so. 
One half hour works, 
now she is stir up and moist
Her thighs were beautifully browned.
I varnished them with a feather dipped in honey.
I taste her,
She melts inside my mouth. 
I dampened the flame.
The wine is on ice,
the table is spread.
I can’t wait for her to come!
Twas the first time
I’ve cooked for my love.

by Sher-Vawn Robinson |
Categories: children,

Brother and Sister Love

Brother and sister love
Its a bird
Its a plane

No it looks like Sa-vannah
Flying in the air with duck tales
Who hoo

Saying come on mommy
Let's fly higher
So diontay can't catch us

Diontay says I am   tired off you

I am going to the navy
To get away from my sister

She cries no no
I don't want you to go
I  won't have no one to torment

And diontay says
That's the point

Cries don't stop running until
She joins the navy too
Now we are forever close

One love

Essence's and Desires
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by Daver Austin |
Categories: childhood, fantasy, childrendog, dog,

The Good Witches (For the Kids)

Sarah's a good witch
Her basic color is white
Expression    one of delight
You'll never hear Sarah scream
Everything's peaches and cream

She lives in a hut
A poor    humble    little    hut
With dog Spot    a mutt
Sarah likes to brew cider
With little ones beside her

They duck for apples
Splashing    laughing    dog Spot too
Then kids sit for pumpkin pie
Sister  Mary standing by

The kids love Mary
Mary is a good witch too
Sweetness through and through
If you should be passing by
Note the figure in the sky

Crossing o'er the moon
Sarah needs some flying time
Streaking    feeling fine
Mary holds the fort below
Come on in    Enjoy the show!

by Hello There |
Categories: flying, freedom, humanity, inspirational love, peace,

Twirl, Tumble, Soar

I want to fly, to spread my wings and sprinkle love on everything – on every creature known to man around this world and back again. I want to soar, to duck and dive, to race and tumble, feel alive! To travel freely without care and feel the wind blow through my hair! I want to jump to highest heights! And free fall just above the sight of land, touch down, and jump once more; then, rest my wings upon earth’s floor. And, then, as I lay down to sleep, I’ll sing to you sweet melodies and pray for peace for all mankind from now until the end of time.

by Xuefeng Pan |
Categories: love,

The Revelation of a Duck Couple

On the main campus of the University of Wollongong
I saw a duck couple walking side by side
Around them were their kids, couples of little ducklings
How exciting with this scenery I felt 

Which made me know that 
Even these wild livings understood what love was like
but why do human beings here and there always feel confusing?

Love is not always as romantic as some people expected 
Love by a simple companion is an apparent matter of fact 
that exists everywhere with all lives

by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: funny

My Redneck Truck

My Redneck Truck

I love to ride around in my redneck truck
Even though I do not hunt rabbit, duck, or buck,
It makes me feel great when life goes a-muck.
And when I am enamored or by nature, moonstruck.

An ordinary truck somewhat knocked around.
No longer has a bumper, headlight lost, not found.
It never has complaints, no, not one sound.
That is why we take it when we go to town.

The AC might be broken but the windows work.
Sometimes my hair blows wildly, just one quirk.
I laugh so loud some people think I’ve gone berserk. 
Always overjoyed because it beats legwork.

© August 3, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen

by Alan Reed |
Categories: lost love

Going Home

The rain appeared, arctic 
Spattered the duck board 
As angry pellets flinched 
And recoiled 

Boathouse dank, bleak 
Galley proofing transpire 
Moist and humid 
With sense of Frangelico 
And bitter almonds 

The sord chattered 
With new fervor 
And feeders sojourned 
Past darkled dawn 

Composition turned to 
Place in basket 
Not to collate 

Wits and writer’s block 
Onset of migraine 
With visual disturbance 
And sorrow 

Write of grief 
She is not coming back 
Time heals 
Do not die 

Spring frontward 
Go home 

Sun is aching to flicker 
Drop downbeat design 
Bloom buds of dreams

by Karl Mcdonnell |
Categories: funny love,

A Day

I floated through the park today,my duck and me fed bread to the bees and the pollon made us sneeze.
We quacked and laughed into a summers breeze and the buzz we had brought us to our knees.

by Izzy Gumbo |
Categories: faith, love


temptation falls
silent along walls
and inside a soul
vibration grows
a galactic tone…
catilac apples
blushing skin
mm worm sign!
“Lito…my duck”
I won’t sleep again
dreaming about
steaming eyes
I’m still not wise
about you…

”...take a bite…”
he said.

”... an apple a day
keeps me…”

by Connie Pachecho |
Categories: sad love,

My Lost Love Is Fine

My Lost Love is Fine her rose petals once pluck by some other muck it made me once want to chuck being run over by her truck my heart twice moon struck at the muckers running amok her audacity rises and suck for those deflowering schmuck yet here i now sit in near pond, stuck escape being her sitting duck my love for her once awestruck to a sad effect of her potluck dear, winds now howls my good luck connie pachecho 1/03/18

by M. L. Kiser |
Categories: animal, bird, earth, nature,

Duck Chocolate

Ducks do love French fries Those salty potato snacks Are duck chocolate.