Asker Poems - Poems about Asker

...Steampunk faerie sat on the vintage car Peering long and hard, and way too far She could see past the horizon to her father’s house Where a kitten was toying with a tiny mouse How are your eyes......Read the rest...

...It’s that time of year when longing occurs A Country, far away, waits to welcome us A challenging journey awaits patiently Back in time as time lords partake The clocks of the World tick away t......Read the rest...

...Debilitating laughter at the hands of a master a dirty minded b@stard who knows what he’s after The ever subtle asker he caresses and flatters his clever patter shatters cares that should ma......Read the rest...

...Morning arrives, out of bed, coffee beckons, Pass the hallway mirror, reflection directions. Stop dead in tracks, return to check the vision Looking weary despite night's invasion. Closer i......Read the rest...

...Having been avid antiques collectors for nearly 4 decades, my wife and I met our share of rascals like this sneaky dealer - Damp and chilly winds were blowing, leaves would paint the ground, A......Read the rest...

...they wished inclusion they lacked the knowledge of doing what they wished to be done they sought answers but were faced with obstacles they were meet with hurdles: when they approached wresting......Read the rest...

...(At the Tomb) I never told my brother, That the women did anchor, That the scene was blacker, Than a black sheep bleater, Because I was the archer, Of the delinquency, the snatcher, S......Read the rest...

...That big house was built in the seventeen century when the faith in God was strong, it told many stories of men with bruised hands and chiseled faces; they built it with craft and embellished it wi......Read the rest...

...I am almost seventeen years old, It is almost summer, and My boyfriend and I are Kissing with the Lights off... I tell him I don't want sex. I wonder if this will be like The time- I am sixteen ye......Read the rest...

...Solace in solitude is not solace, Yet solitude drapes around me as fog. It backs up against the yellowing pale of democracy, falling to cries of ism. Ism builds the bridge but passes nothing ......Read the rest...

...The council sits around the bend, Covered by their hoods, Under stars that hear their words, So secret in the woods. Sages hidden from the world, Those gurus of the creed, Mapping out the way......Read the rest...

...She is the one I can tell anything to She is the one who accepts me She accepts me for who i am Whatever i go through she is there We've been through everything THICK and THIN I can asker for a......Read the rest...