Sound of frustration, often

Usage examples of honk.

That gave Audubon not only the wires but also his watercolors and the strong spirits for preserving bits of the agile honker.

Still, every now and then she would wake in the chasm night to the sound of floppers honking in the root mat, half dreaming about hiding on the rootwall, lumps of charcoal in her hands, looking up at the adze-cut end of the mainroot while hearing from below that phlegmy chuckle as Slysaw Bander came climbing up the stairs.

Growls, bleets, chitterings, cheeps, honks and haggling created an ear-curdling din.

Monster honked as he heaved himself out of the water and hauled his blubbery body somewhat awkwardly across the sand.

Using his didgeridoo, a grinning Kuwarra blew a soft honk at a galah winging its way over the chasm.

It was wintertime clear enough, for there were no larks rising on the hills or swooping plovers--only big flocks of skimming grey fieldfares, and strings of honking geese passing south, and solemn congregations of bustards, and in the wet places clouds of squattering wildfowl.

The young geese tried to swim closer to her, but the parents shoved them back, giving warning honks.

Andrea flew over the woods and neared the pond, she saw the dark shapes of Canada geese moving on the silvery water, and she heard more honking.

Through the honks came just one thought, which the geese seemed to be chanting in a chorus.

Then they come out in couples and waddle under the wrong fence into the lower meadow, fly madly under the tool-house, pitch blindly in with the sitting hens, and out again in short order, all the time quacking and squawking, honking and hissing like a bewildered orchestra.

It simply did its dignified best to protect what was left of its label as, misshapen and scarred, it squatted atop a soot-powdered hymnal, which in turn lay atop an overturned coal bucket, straining to make itself heard above the mad waltz of traffic whose goosey crescendos honked and hissed through the grate.

Now Johar honked back even farther on the stick and the Flanker mushroomed above a thousand feet, its nose high in the air.

Hot on their trail were gargoyle-faced liches in unhemmed robes, and behind them roared a phalanx of honking blue Volvos.

The temperature had warmed dramatically, and Lotsa Smoke wound through the pines, honking the horn at a herd of musk oxen that snorted and darted away.

The pilot in the second Flanker honked back on the stick and climbed, not realizing that Mana was now between him and the missiles Leary had fired at him.