Pabulum Poems - Poems about Pabulum

...Bones remain, retain, and nourish the under-croft, the terrain, the meadow green. Bones replant. They are meals for the mouths of ghosts. The dead feed the living, and the living cut down the......Read the rest...

...The noblemen control the pen, indeed they own the farm, but nonetheless exude finesse (and need I mention charm?) with revenue to sate the few, exulting arm in arm; for all the rest, they wish the......Read the rest...

...Somewhere in our misused-contrused essential self lives a malignant cogent cabaret of simul castrated away ills stranded contrivances depleted of furtive psychosocial datatrums that copiously under......Read the rest...

...Pabulum Of Nature Let thy countenance befallen upon thee, thy cornfields threshold be thine golden horde, that thou flash amidst thine rows thy thread of sunlight, and th......Read the rest...

...Abstracted eyes study plasmid menus. A rattle of gleams stirs coffee in a Montmartre café. A Cairo belly dancer glistens in her cocoon of sequined waves, wine glasses tinkle, while eyes speak. ......Read the rest...

...Some perhaps more fortunate poets will With greater ease urge their heeding quill, To tell in switching tones many juicy tales, Of love-aided treks and shipwrecked sails. Not so for this goof......Read the rest...

...Expectation rushes in As her silent walk begins. All eyes staring, Watching for a hint of emotion, But none revealed, As she takes her place among the muses. No one breathes as her studious e......Read the rest...

...Decadent mirth no more Lies therein Far off calls I do sing The pabulum so requisite To this epiphany I do cling ©2016......Read the rest...

...Toothless Dragons And so the toothless dragons roar tepid flames of apathy staining the air regurgitated realities revisited picked at in search of sustenance. Circling, they do the hating......Read the rest...

...THE FOREST CALLS The pink clouds surround the setting sun The black earth won't give up her secrets When all things are said and done She holds her memory the most infrequent Paltry mists o......Read the rest...

...~the Fear of Never~ A DRINK TO REMEMBER! And the fire catches every time, my heart needs a sip I bear no shame pouring, poisoned pabulum whisky down Lost in a place with hungry whores, ink......Read the rest...

...Through words I express my thoughts. Combination of what I experienced and of what my teacher taught. To inform, to entertain, and to persuade are my notions. The exhaustion of my emotions. I......Read the rest...

...I left, I left my homeland. I would have loved to stay. Down memory lane... Rocked by sleeves with love, All stared with love. Love never crossed my mind, It was always in my mind. That w......Read the rest...

...A fire was burning at the city's edge. It seeped into the underground and fed the twisted strands of passion, forthright in its zeal at first and then like starving roots content to feed upon t......Read the rest...