Baying Poems - Poems about Baying

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

... "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 ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...I live in this house next to the crick that I built up on some stilts and my hounds sleep up under it When it gets so hot you wilts Yeah they sleep all day under the porch And we hunt coons at n......Read the rest...

...Whispering Shadows Are Waltzing To That Undulating Beat Moon by day is a faintly cast glow, a poetic dance If Love's hand in play, it is a fabulous gold romance Spinning round the sky for the au......Read the rest...

...Yet Pushed, Ever Onward, I Dare Tread BEHOLD, I wade into darkening mists, My journey, clarification of Fate When I balked, black ghost said, I insist Hurry destiny cries, it is too late, Stro......Read the rest...

...There’s a howling in the air tonight A baying at the moon For the hound is running free again And his voice has joined the tune Of a thousand other voices That echo through the years And a cert......Read the rest...

...The hounds are baying my hand trembles I take a whisky to calm my nerves The rain relaints My tears have a glint The fate I sought has vanished in the haze I rise my tune and sweetly sing my......Read the rest...

...Inevitable death defines afterlife I mull mortality thru lens crafted occipital orbs regarding a better future experience sing a space oddity – whar incessant yaks exuding a big hurt emana......Read the rest...

...The ghosts of fear are nesting glaring clouds that are driven A procession of baying donkeys The ponds reflection loudly decries as gulls shriek for attention Nighttimes plumage banishes bluis......Read the rest...