Fiddler Poems - Poems about Fiddler

Fiddler met twiddler on his way to church fidgeting and diddling, their fingers in a lurch Fiddle-sticks and Fiddle-faddle stopped to watch and stare puttering and muttering, one day in autumn’s air...Read the rest...

Shorts up his ****, Not moving very fast, Shorts are too mini, You see too much skinny, Hand down his pants, As if there were ants, The “fit” of his shorts, Made our lunch aborts, Fiddling fiddling all the time, In his teeny tiny...Read the rest...

Music pierces where words escape every mood a tune a hearts embrace...Read the rest...

revere musical and other traditions be not a slave to them...Read the rest...

If I were a famous poet Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum All day long, I'd write a biddy biddy bum If I were a famous man! I wouldn't have to rhyme hard Ya ba dibba dibba...Read the rest...

Music provides the mood for movies, plays parties and food I'm a fiddler, that's my thing I provide moods, gimme a ring ...Read the rest...

Grandpa fiddler was born in Bluegrass city He could strum a fiddler like a diddler’s middy. What does that mean? Ask a churched old biddy. It means that you do not understand Bluegrass city....Read the rest...

Fiddler cats played bluegrass music down in Tennessee Tapping their toes triple time said the Green She Bee. Hoe down dancers came out of the woods to do a two step Bluegrass music gave them extra zest and...Read the rest...

Mocking the dead, is that a thing? How many ways can one be disrespecting? Laws that cause offenders to be free? Rape kits that exist only to be not breached. Little lies and big divides of right and wrong...Read the rest...

Homey Domey Gomey Loamy Foamy Stoamy Roamy Doo Delighted mice are dancing, around the kitty fiddler’s shoe an hour ago I counted happy rodents numbering up to sixty-two None of them realizing they are being led to a...Read the rest...

*Image of Bowed Instrument by WallF. The Fiddler and the Frog A fiddle idles then descends, a clenched bow rest atop a noiseless chest, a frog leaps nearby and suspends, a final croak lets out breaking the quiet, a calming all-around...Read the rest...

You’ve heard of Hamlin’s plague of rats, but let me share the tale Of how an infestation struck the folk of Meadow Vale. An army of amphibians were leaping through the land, The villagers were hopping mad, this...Read the rest...

Once there was a handsome fiddler named George Who always played love songs at nearby gorge In his passionate playing A red frog came out singing Sounded like, “ Crack my crooked croak with sorge.” When the frog’s voice...Read the rest...

Sugar water Coughed No worm inside. Frogs bellies are completely full. Children ask for more. Fiddle around some more. Brushing off the tail. Sweet slumber of heavy rain. Sweet rain drips and drops. Sugar water. 2-3-23, contest by Craig Cornish....Read the rest...

On edge of the marsh trills a Spring Peeper. His pal is a fiddler, whose strum’s deeper. Together their tune’s not bad, yet driving the neighbor’s mad. Their hands over ears - still not one sleeper. The fiddler and frog...Read the rest...