Baited Poems - Poems about Baited

...We told you to go to bed. You decided to howl instead. In those days, we covered our ears. But now we hide our tears. Yes, you would howl. Yes, you would growl. But then you would purr. As we ......Read the rest...

...My start in life was not round here, Newcastle was my home, But now I've spent 20yrs in washington where I roam, Now I wonder what is left, A hopeless future at its best, A big part missing......Read the rest...

...Painted up with that color I love, baited with a pair of blue shutters; Fated to call this vacant dwelling, sacred shelter with just four letters; Replay of a riff from the back porch, a taste......Read the rest...

... Title 2/ BAIT Quote: Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare. William Blake The transiting sun shines on you deceptively, spreads shifting spectrum in chameleon sky, the mas......Read the rest...

... "Inspired by Title #2, Bait- Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare." Quote by _William Blake ......Read the rest...

...Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare Or else devour at leisure whilst you're there Feast as death approaches, close eyes, be unaware If baited is your fate perhaps embrace the lair ......Read the rest...

...A chameleon art thou conceal that can And camouflage, the truth around to fake, That still can't save itself from a sly snake… In treason O Fate hast thou dealt with man. O stutter not with th......Read the rest...

...This poem is based on the painting of George Frederick Watts in 1886 Hope An angel sits above our world, Life’s mirador, Curtains splayed, a tragic play unfurls, H......Read the rest...

...Heterosexual married sexagenarian male... Aims to trigger cerebral ******; Other terms for said phenomena are "brain tingles" and "head ******." This sensation is described as a pleasant, ......Read the rest...

...somebody lies in wait it may be me, it may be me whilst all intangibles permeate I'll feel different, momentarily just wait, just wait I am too scared to be face to face with fate, oh that I ha......Read the rest...

...With clicks and tweets, the bright world at his feet, Dressed with glimmer, he dances to the beat. His tweets fly fast, in hope they trend and hatch, Likes or swipes, trying to find a match. Li......Read the rest...

...Psychologically still thirteen Ordinarily meaning pre Internet days familiarization with me would entail bringing the avid listener into my private mancave hideaways less a physical place th......Read the rest...

...I run around in circles - desperately looking for light. Another spear is thrown- but I can't see.. it's hard to fight. My words are carved right out of me- as I worship silver tongues. L......Read the rest...

...A sallow sense of doom escapes Reminiscent states of baited breath Seeping into every thread Of this mortal being Slumber still with crooked smiles Suspended in the strangest ire Another lif......Read the rest...

...Once, this hollow in a washed up fish head held an eye. Now it's just a skull, an escapee from a crab pot where it hung as bait to attract a wandering claw. I cradle it in my hands, its fle......Read the rest...