JJ Evendon

Freshman - 585 Points (31 May 1949)

Penguins - Poem by JJ Evendon

I heard a funny story the other day
about Penguins who nest close to the end of a runway.
Living on a small island that is all rock with no sand,
they are not use to seeing large planes come and land.
It's freezing cold, so turn their backs to the raging wind,
most huddle together whilst others prefer to swim.
In the distance, and through the falling snow,
a plane comes towards them and they watch it slowly grow.
With eyes fixed and beaks held high
they watch this apparition approach from the sky.
And when they look up, as it passes straight overhead,
they all fall over backwards as if suddenly shot dead.

Please note. No penguins were hurt in the making of this poem.


Comments about Penguins by JJ Evendon

  • Gold Star - 10,468 Points Bri Edwards (7/16/2015 4:45:00 PM)

    I heard a funny story the other day
    about Penguins who nest close to the end of a runway.
    Living on a small island that is all rock with no sand,
    they are not use to seeing large planes come and land.
    It's freezing cold, so turn their backs to the raging wind,
    most huddle together whilst others prefer to swim.
    In the distance, and through the falling snow,
    a plane comes towards them and they watch it slowly grow.
    With eyes fixed and beaks held high
    they watch this apparition approach from the sky.
    And when they look up, as it passes straight overhead,
    they all fall over backwards as if suddenly shot dead.

    Please note. No penguins were hurt in the making of this poem.

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    nice. to MyPoemList. I like birds and this poem.

    only suggestion is to add “d” to “use” in line 4. no, NOT “duse”!

    you remind me of ME, with the long lines and storytelling and humor/humour. how could I NOT like this? !

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    Bri’s FORM FOR COMMENTING ON POEMS:
    [“n/a” = not applicable to this poem]
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    Poem Comment Form

    As my shoulder I did abuse,
    here is what may amuse:
    A poem-comment “form”;
    I know it ain’t the norm.

    But if I write comments TOO long,
    I’ll never hear the end of the song:
    “Bri, I Told You, Take Care Of Shoulder;
    You’re Young No More & Getting Older”.

    So this simple form I have devised.
    Don’t look at me! Are you so surprised?
    If I use the form I MAY have more time …
    to read more poems with, or without, rhyme.

    After all, I can’t read and NOT comment,
    and if you must have MORE input ……….from me …
    send me a request ……….., though “more” AIN’T free.
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    A. I enjoyed it: Yes _xx__ ; No___ ; I’m not telling___
    B. I understood it: Yes_x__; No___; I’m not sure___
    C. I enjoyed the: Rhyming _xx__; Rhythm_x__; Originality___; Cleverness___; Humor/Humour__x_;
    Seriousness_x__; Sensuality___; Humanity___; Alliterations___; Personal touch___; Other __that you did NOT capitalize the first word of each line; I prefer your/my way________
    D. It makes me want to read more of your poems: Yes_x__; No___; I’m not telling___
    E. The use of English was: Impeccable/good_x__; Deplorable/bad___; In between___; No comment___
    F. Could use proofreading: Yes___; No___; You decide__x_

    THANKS FOR SHARING. bri :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 28, 2014


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