Baits Poems - Poems about Baits

...I. THE WANDERING I was born with a life that bled— a seafloor womb dragging tides of fern and marigold char The priests brought saffron and fear crowning me with d......

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...An uttered knowing, here within my soul, My central tone, a hint both mild and pure, It speaks of roads that bring me to my goal, And warnings against baits I might endure. When fears arrive, a......

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... This morning was quite unlike the last. Stooping branches held no breath of song. No trills, no calls, no sudden flutter flaps of wings beating air. Silence only broken by the hushed quiver......

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...Germy-Squirmy Little Worm The most clever – yet so firm Plotting more scheme is what you yearn Schemes, snares, you're going for the fiery burn Ruining good apples with your germs! O Ger......

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...I spotted an object from afar it was drifting towards the east And the ocean current was flowing towards me and I could feel the pull of something bigger than me extracting my energy, and for a bri......

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...The Lep, has washed hands of St. Pat’s, does lean and fiddles in space, against tree, routine. The pot at the end of sun, was found a bit late; one won. Lep’s blind to the coot who handles gold-g......

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...“We must feel glad that, for the moment, the kea has been saved to amuse us, surprise us, even annoy us and damage our property, and cheekily remind us that land was not made just for the benefit of ......

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...Vampires relish the winter sky, they feed on every mournful cry; The holiday lonely; Wanting to be caressed in bed, or make love on an antique sled; Snowflakes and peony; You can’t go buy the......

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...The world today is split in two … or three... or four... or maybe more, but nonetheless, one must confess, all wage their wars as heretofore. While blunderbusses prey for us within our world w......

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...I lounge lazily on my deck chair Up high in the spacious loggia Loafing the time away, patient, waiting..... The ocean ebbs into the small bay As the sun sets far away over the horizon. F......

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...For real love, she eagerly waits, All she could get were several hates, Her lips even have many open gates, That deliberately close lates, Her eyes have several inbuilt baits, That still......

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...Blind Date Poem Lionel Derbyshire A gentleman demeanour patented so extraordinary on a blind date in look and style will sway a lady from her doubt where in a foyer she looks a stray. She will......

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...“Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare” William Blake With a fragile earth warm, I lure my Labeo rohita. Minute minnows manage many magical Mackerels. Shrimps attract snapper, aro......

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...I tried to find a place at sea to set my aching spirit free so I took a ride in a dug-out boat and row towards the foot of the mount. No one was in sight except me, and the element in the sea, I ......

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...For the last fifteen years, I’ve gotten red in the face I could scream bloody murder every time I get it I can’t believe that our congress can’t pass a law to throw these people in jail if they d......

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