Howl Abc Poems

The sun sets so quietly,
it’s warmth slowly disappears.
Loud howling awakens the moon,
As it’s glow reveals all your fears. 
Thoughts cloud over you,
Smothering happiness of the...

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Nature

The winds howl and the rivers run, life exists under the burning sun.

The animals call this their home,there’s miles and miles for them to roam.

For...

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selling war...
are we really the awakened.
are we really deep thinkers
critical ...analytical
i see putin's  cheerleaders 
I see trump yeah he'll make it great again
and the...

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Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock...

(Aye apologize for straying way
outside thee usual canon -
     a poetic souffle,
boot desperation
     finds me cent less,
...

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Tobacco,
Littering,
Smell of teen spirit.
Scratching it on telephone poles
Gnawing on selfie sticks.
Cat toys,
For ruthless animals.
Hidden in boney skin suits
Sniffing out blood
Sinking their teeth into complements,
Insults.
 Noisily...

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We take a sip 
It goes down 
The taste…
The bitterness of lies 
Deception 
A waste…
It could be hot 
It could be cold 
Every sip we...

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I can feel the wind brush through my hair.
The sun kiss my skin.
The shade rolled in and my eye lids opened.
The meadow grass swayed near...

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Roses may lay a Beautiful bed down d valley while the morning star adore the little island. I've a friend that is more beautiful, and...

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It was cold summers might as the boy walked home, 
The lights shined with brilliance keeping the shadows at bay,
The cold breeze running through his...

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Beasts of No Nation

Bearers on rotten Fruit
loaded and lead
Pronounced DeaD
Incandescent Innocence
generations lost to wilderness
gloom bright no more
beast in packs attact
feed in fact ~
 a Nations...

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Dot-matrix monotony beasts,
Bring endless agonies and fake archetypes,
To drown the silent scream of nothing inside.
I know now why you turn up the noise.

Hide your ears,...

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The Wolf
A wolf cries out in the dark of the night 
He cries out not of fear nor of fright 
This need he feels is...

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Night owl.
I sit on my pouch at night and hear the night owls hoot.
First one then another call back and forth
You can hear them far...

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I've trusted my senses through 
dark nights,

sleeping my deliberate way into 
realistic dreams,

soon slipping fast enough into 
oblivion.



When the wolves howl to the 
moon,

I would've...

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Dare to conquer the multitude
Dare to win the unforeseen battle.
Dare to sing among the victors
Dare to speak the unspeakable.
All is grist that comes to the...

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