Best Hoods Poems

I saw Nazis march yesterday
upon the streets of Charlottesville.
And, with swastikas on display,
crazed clansmen chanted blood will spill.

I saw Satan grinning with pride
at racial slurs...

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Our shadows are silhouetted against the fading orange sky.
A blanket of russet and brown leaves carpet the ground
Like tiny children we kick the wind blown...

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"At the Seat of the Catacombs of Amygdala"



 
"...the curse ruled from the underground down by the shore
And their hope grew with a hunger...

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"Streams of Gold, Blazing Andromedas"

Engagement came at a cost
the written word read 
and worn like a purple robe 
to keep out the cold 
stave the...

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The deep delved path winds in the wood,
chasing with ghost-breaths and leafy hoods,
arbor-brawn the winnowed path crooks along;
whispering with what future song?

To ill desire and...

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Took a trip off the beaten path.
Nothing modern in site.
Knee deep in the woods and to scared to laugh.

Blew a tire.
Met some dude that said...

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Sipping cherry limeade, driving in the car parade, 
we're cruising in the Lone Star state.
Didn't want a bucket seat; the thing it couldn't beat, 
was...

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Gone, now just a memory the warmth of summer,
winter's icy fingers now take a harsh grip turning
land to frozen waste. Blanketing it in snow as...

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How many emotional tears have we so cried, us the unperfected,
The Barbie generational rejected, or Ken doll unrealistic Idol worship.
Cursed by society’s vision of ultimate...

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Shapely to coarse green stem, 
sitting alone; wanting to grin.
Patiently waiting for the take,
wanting Halloween to begin.

A few more weeks left to grow,
inviting; nestled in...

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CRACK  HOUSE?

They come most ofen two at a time
Dressed all in black, with hoods
I call ‘em black knights
With hoods?    Fer crap,...

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Once there was a girl, little hood,

She was a fine mamma, looking good.

Hood decided to take a walk

Didn’t see the wolf watching her like a...

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why are our tax dollars being spent on crippled
and paralyzed drug hoods?
why are we supporting teenage girl having babies 
and not trying to do any...

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She comes to me when e’er she will,
When starlight sprinkles my windowsill.
When the dew finds rest upon the grass
She taps upon my window glass.

I go...

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A wild gobbler strutted into the woods,
it did not see all the camouflage hoods, 
straight into a turkey shoot; 
trips over a gnarly root, 
with...

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