Baying Poems - Poems about Baying

Dom Perignon '61

..."conjoined with the whole
we play our life role
exuding a scent
granting love consent"

We burble and bubble likes ripples in a swift current.
It's our role in life, but not everything can we c...

The Baying Heart

...Standing at his garden door,
he sips moonlight,
smells the closed blooms.

He is amber in a wine vat,
a coagulant of red shadows.

The darkness supports
his bones, it plucks at the stray
thr...

An Easter Tale

...Who killed Christ the Lord?
It was not me said Herod, I did not spill his blood.
I tried to kill him once it’s true
but he was a baby then and was not slew

Who killed Christ the Lord?
Nay,...

I am Me

...Wailing for her demon lover, she knows nothing about these woods
Daring the devil to snatch her from clutches of midnight she howls truth
Wolves answer her with appreciative baying of their own.
W...

Hakim The Gatekeeper from Esagila

...Hakim. The Gatekeeper from Esagila.

(A lone voice whispers)

In ancient Babylon, 

I once stood alone and mixed fire
Iron and clay 

All day 

Creating a spell
To entice my only light to...

Black Gutters, Painted Ceilings

...Between the black gutters and the painted ceilings,
Dogs teach dolls how to die.
	 Study the rot in my bicuspids, file down the calluses and watch the heartbeat
	Shake the skin like strychnine...

Dreams Turned into Ashes

...There are many painful pitfalls to happiness,
and no one is immune to misery's tragic tune.
We cry in the night like a wolf baying at the moon,
sullen, soulful songs of heartbreak and despair,
dr...

I have seen the peaks

...I have seen the peaks
Majestic mountains
Flaunting themselves
Before a diminutive sun
Watched a shadow
Snare the radiance of light
Stood before a Cathedral
Surrounded by truth’s beggars
Touch...

Within the White Noise

...Have you ever pondered
shadows are made of 
softness, they are not 
hard surfaced like 
those of us existing 
outside of the white noise

unable to grasp -

the invisible, 
that speak meani...

The Depths

...


"The Depths"

From the depths
silence.

Where 
are the voices
of other 
women?

In that other place,
the monsters violate, 
they take and take
bloody all, what ...

Loveless Are the Romantics

...If I took my heart out of its cage
you would think: "ah offal, just meat,
fresh blood if I eat it quickly."
.
Crazily, you call 'need' love,
you're crazed, heartless,
a cannibal, a crippled dog...

An Ode to Hunting Dogs

...The rolling, hollow, baying sounds cascading from the fen,
'cause there's a bobcat up a tree and the dogs are loose again.
The cat suddenly settles, and the hunting pack goes quiet.
A man whistles...

Peace of Writing In the Night

...Sunday eventide on the slope of the
fire-hued mountain,
owls take flight from the pine boughs,
I'm sitting by an open window,
peace of writing in the night.

Hunter's moon, so settled on the ri...

Goddess of the Hunt

...You are pursuing me

As I dash across the fields of intellect, among the
flowers of humor


You are pursuing me

across logic, through brambles of emotion and across
large vast bodies of phy...

What My Day Was Like and Why My Feet Are Sore

...What My Day Was Like And Why My Feet Are Sore

I walk with lead bricks tied to my feet, 
down this trail into oblivion.
gasping at the light, the beams 
spinning and from thin air
a melody, not...

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