Wanton Poems - Poems about Wanton

...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds , scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,......Read the rest...

...A begging bowl, I scarce can pay thy debt, So I choose all life in debt to remain— To bounties of thy kingdom, to my fate, What if at all can I give, what ye gain? I opt to sing then paeans o......Read the rest...

...frosty ears again a wanton dream was it something you heard a butterfly's flight a ladies eyes a mirror is a motherlode waterfall keeps on giving a scheme like petrified wine a golden cup dup......Read the rest...

...I was a red-violet, sunny morning person, usually up at the crack of dawn, When orange light poured from the east, upon revival, dewy green lawns. With a cup of aromal coffee, I'd watch y......Read the rest...

... I couldn't believe the word on the streets It ran through every nook and cranny and with urgent feet. The news of a daughter's unkind heart was told. A calculated wanton cruelty unfold. The s......Read the rest...

... tears freezing crystal fingertips upon cryptic cemetery cheeks under claustrophobic clothing clouds fresh fangs of finality fires morbid mournful mind hearts rot as the reaper's ro......Read the rest...

...We used to have a wonderful crew at work. Sixteen, men who thought alike. Then someone upstairs decided to hire two female engineers. They hired the wrong two. These interlopers are not demure,......Read the rest...

...Insomnia welcomed courtesy high test coffee consumed later at night than usual finds me bright eyed and bushy tailed amply lively to learn about an American radio and television personality ......Read the rest...

... Written: February 29, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In a sprawling sward of auburn swab A seraphic sight soaked in dew at dawn dazed distress and dust-laden air delic......Read the rest...

...There’s a burning yen nomadic deep within entrenched, to absorb fresh environments ambrosial on foot, where incidental hue or august colour wash abound, or that March bloom tantalising shady patch......Read the rest...

...There is an urge within me to wander randomly, to explore in vivid detail each kaleidoscope, incidental hue or pristine colour I encounter, or just as likely that tantalising shady patch, with it......Read the rest...

...In the evefall's sleepy blue skies of gifts of starshine, and in my waking thoughts of day- there's a treasure of hope about my dreams- our old wounds close as we reminisce of a youth no longe......Read the rest...

...Picnics, plays, and days of plenty Wanton ways and I but twenty Laughing, carefree, and forward bound While time passed by without a sound For years I'd lie and search the sky Or sit i......Read the rest...

... "For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams" Edgar Allan Poe My true love was always my moonbeam To breathe her light She had to be her own addiction She has control over the sa......Read the rest...

... Empty sheet a blank canvas and a wall hanging a screen arras listen to me—share your journey why didn't you earn to draft a guernsey? Igniting the flame                     as ......Read the rest...