Bedstead Poems - Poems about Bedstead

Absence

...Though the carpet teemed with costumes, toys and figures, laid orderlessly, it was barren. 
Distant echoes of the battery powered monkey clapped naively through the still air, and its dim LED eyes s...

Belay

...Just belay, will you,
hook-up and just stay.
Grab a mooring,
until the break of day.
Or ride at anchor on line,
rode to sea's bedstead,
instead.
Just belay, and moreover just stay,
steadfast ...

Everlasting

...I always think of us as young
you still blooming and me too fresh
Like the time when your little body was huge
with our boy
we really rocked the cradle back then

or that time
in some cheap ho...

Gift Wrapped In Love

...Hark, listen to the church bells ring
In welcome to our newborn King 
Sing in praise for the Holy babe
It was for us our Saviour came.

As never before - kneel and pray
For peace on...

Letter To Santa From Looby Loo

...Dear Santa,
As you may well know, 
it's tights and not stockings that are all the go.
So, with no stockings to hang on the bedstead, 
would a pair of my bloomers be OK instead?
I'll ...

Beer Get Outta Here

...Just going for a BEER

Beer, Beer, what you are doing here
I thought I gave you up
But there are still two cans of you left here in the fridge

Now enough is enough
But I do though like salty ...

Mind Your Old

...Her old grandmother ailing
Shortly before she lied down
Her quaver fresh head facing the wall
Her crocodile skin broke of blood vessels
She let the dying for burial

She ran away from
The old ...

The Birth and Rebirth In a New Dawn

...Steam driven ashes and lava from volcanoes
Obscure tomorrows
Exploding from bean pods and tomatoes
Beseeching and seeking halos

Our lives require
To earn a rebirth
Inspire and inquire
Whethe...

Lamentaion

...I have being bitten with a poisonous sting
Causing me greater pain
Making me feel unconscious
And allowing tears flow down my cheek

I have being bitten by an unseen creature 
Causing people to...

The Snore of a Bore

...I dreamt I said, ‘Hullo, Fellow’ on her pink plumage pillow
When from my blue sky grew and flew a sentimental swallow
That told me to fold my arms and grow calm because it didn’t matter anymore
As...

I Remember

...I remember


I remember
A swallow gliding across 
The moon’s rising shadow
That falls 
At the feet of my bedstead.
I look at the glow and the raven black sky
And wonder of what’s to come.

...

The Sugar Maple Tree

...I awake from winters slumber
As my sap begins to flow
My buds will shortly sprout
While my limbs begin to grow

I watch the many animals
That start to come around
To some I am a gym
While oth...

Memories

...I recollect we would,encircling a fire,congregate
Brew tea and pregnant stories of ancient time narrate
My grandpa would hours during nonstop preach
The inestimable merits of Dawn prayer and teach...

Post Coitum Omne Animal Triste Est, Sive Gallus Et Mulier

...Post coitum omne animal triste est, 

             sive gallus et mulier*

 

Yes, no cockerel who rules the cackling roost

   Will stomach slander from Latin master;

But who will stand aside and l...

Memory Weapons

...5 a.m. had surfaced
Weary I ascended from my bedstead
Keen I rose the first of many cancer sticks
to the sleek rift of my lips
Oh, how the flavor of fresh, young smoke
Knocked at the base of my esoph...

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