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Duck Hunting Poems - Poems about Duck Hunting


Premium Member Invert the Hierarchy
...About 600 BC sailors went down the East African shore A Pharoah had sent them, afraid of an oncoming war They rounded the coast at the African horn Astonished at what they saw that morn. The sun ......

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Categories: duck hunting, africa, death, history, motivation,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member This banks in the tank'
...Is Mc'quarie bank loosing the plot? as it dreams gray digits And attempts in fact a blot.! To remove the lifelines of cheuqe and cash, that bedrock.' Australia this is like a sneak attack smash grab......

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Categories: duck hunting, courage, encouraging, freedom,
Form: Rhyme



A Dagger of Pain
..."A dagger of pain, a tear of grief" Quote by Constance La France They told us of the agony these poor birds go through. They invited us to join them, there was work we could do. Approac......

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Categories: duck hunting, pain,
Form: Rhyme
Expert Hunter
...The expert hunter doesn't cling. Not having a dog, he hunts with his cat... not having a cat, he hunts with his duck, without duck hunting with mouse... - mouse...? - Yeah... there are hunting ......

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Categories: duck hunting, adventure, allegory, fantasy, funny,
Form: Prose Poetry
Outdoor Bliss
...The ducks in the air flying in a V-shape. The clouds overhead looks dark like rain, The sunrise with its orange-red on the lake The cattails whistling in the wind. The snow-covered glisten in t......

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Categories: duck hunting, appreciation,
Form: Free verse



I Wish I Was Duck Hunting
... Wishing I could be anywhere but right here, On a dream bathed with barley and low lined cloud. Relishing nature's eagerness to endear, Leaving the busyness and roar of the crowd, Delighti......

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Categories: duck hunting, autumn, beautiful, creation, dream,
Form: Acrostic
Premium Member The Last Goodbye
...The last time I took Pop to the big lake, the wind was so strong, it nearly blew his wheelchair over, I knew just where to stop... at the top of the hill, the windiest place! I left him alone, h......

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Categories: duck hunting, fatherdad, time, dad, time,
Form: Narrative

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