Both Barrels Poems - Poems about Both Barrels

...A light flickers to start the chain & a spark is born that grows to flame It was conceived to break the chains that plague the line & bring the rain The family trees full of sour fruit have tried......Read the rest...

...Flashing yellow lights strategic lined red barrels blocked off exit ramps......Read the rest...

...Night Labor by Michael R. Burch for Rachel Corrie Tonight we keep the flame alive; we keep the candle lit. We burn bright incense in your name and swear we’ll not forget— your innocence, y......Read the rest...

...Do nothings wth tenure poseurs sublime Their barrels sit empty coated with lime The space they take up much better off closed For those they have poisoned — Hades to know (Ha......Read the rest...

... The lifeless bullets bound as captive predator in the restive barrels of the cold guns of war, chilling cold as the brutal shadow of death, waiting camouflaged in the dark, wake up at the s......Read the rest...

...She walked down the street with her hands clasp in thine and for one moment it felt like something divine; she was walking out of an old life into a new one, but I couldn’t tell where she was from. ......Read the rest...

... There must be something besides love Another good topic for a poem Perhaps I'll write about nature and stuff And the chilly winds a-blowin' November in Canada has that nip in the ai......Read the rest...

...Hello, my name is Seth and I'm from Brooklyn, I've come to pluck your olives harsh and crude, and with forced barrels of my gun rude, shatter your dream of statehood, before the CNN crowd. Weep ......Read the rest...

...In this harsh Autumn, bomb and rocket flares blaze the sky like so many mobile lanterns entertaining the eyes. The sky, the sky, temple of time, the quiet ceiling scratched again, like a diamond......Read the rest...

...Cold huddled sparrows Wear that WTF look A squirrel drags his tail Through icy puddles A rat hunkers down Behind the barrels Worms wiggle dance In November’s no-fly zone A wet Owl whispers “P......Read the rest...

...Turrets are turning, behind the tanks exhausts are farting death clouds, barrels, like angry dicks, are hot, erect and spurting, buildings erupt, climaxing on TV screens. On both sides of th......Read the rest...

...Colin is a cabby with a proper taxi cab He drives for all the passengers an Uber didn’t grab Which means he has a lot of time to kill most every day And lots of evil folk to deal with if they come......Read the rest...

...Is most of your life spent alone in the dark Hiding from rainbows in colorless spite The sun waits a mistress the evening a whore That paid by the hour exposes your blight Professing in ear......Read the rest...

...Woodland dells, giant trees Swallows swoop, defying breeze Jump to sailors and tattoos What part of time is a ruse The fact a tree, outlives a man But cannot hope or devise a plan Has no say on......Read the rest...

...Date: April 2045 An excellent April afternoon blooming. Damali is now 19 years old this Day. Damali was thinking of his future Stretched out at his study desk. He had been enrolled for a ......Read the rest...