Best Hooded Poems

There's an obscurity on the threads of darkness
dare I peer beneath the starless shroud of midnight's veil
as I walk through the misty breath that beclouds...

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Alas
how they suffer
poverty seeds disease 
like a puddle breeds mosquitoes - 
the sickly buzz is everywhere..

the dirge of the drudge 
nowadays damn near everyone in...

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There's an obscurity on the threads of darkness
dare I peer beneath the starless shroud of midnight's veil
as I walk through the misty breath that beclouds...

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(The Merry Adventures of Robin Good)

Sherwood's Forest legendary, leading man 
up, down, tricking eggs between branches
slender, slander, his voice is growing thinner
twisting, turning heads 50...

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An Ode To Trolls Hackers And Scammers. 
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Hideous evil creatures
Attention seekers
Cowards who hide behind computers
Cold-hearted scavengers
Not unlike preying vultures
.
Childish and pathetic
Bloodsucking leeches
Inflated egotistical heretics
Unhappy with...

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There comes without a warning,
one in hooded mantle grey,
with silent footfall treading. . . 
treading nightfall into day.
An eerie mist - mysterious -
he haunts the...

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On the black stallion of death,
Its red crimson eyes pierce through the night,
And the hell's beast breathes its hot brazen breath
Blazing against the darkness's chilling...

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The bats in the steeple were feeding on people
By sucking the blood splattered wood
That came from the coffin a vampire dropped off in
When he’d drunk...

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The sea gulls down at Barry aren’t your average little pests 
 They think they own the sea side and the all wear hooded vests...

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and under a starless ceiling the fumes flood in
like plumes of breath in February-frosted air    
fusty flu fumes   gas fumes...

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Death be but a lullaby
which sings the soul to sleep,
calming is thy tender melody
so no more we may weep

Death be but a lullaby
to soothe thy...

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Anxious, chained at the barrier hither
Musings take hold of my existence
Unsure whether I am an individual or a species
Do I contain contradictions in these multitudes

In...

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A woman, or a girl,
hooded and hiding,
may pensively gaze down 
at the sun, or a sinking stone.
Or a man, not a boy,
neither hooded nor hiding,
may,...

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    Sun,  so tired, into the Pacific, now doth take its rest.
    While the cold, homeless, head for...

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Alone, there I stood by the bench in the park.
On a leash by my side, my protective young hound.
In the distance I heard the echo...

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