Best Raiding Poems

That night, in a strange place
I was like a fly
Circling a street light
Reeling…Reeling!
I felt so alone
Fear wrenched my throat
Couldn’t predict
When I would be charred to death

I had heard,
In the cover of dark
Everyone was a robber
Or a masked assassin!

Without a roof over my head
I was like...

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Your kiss from heaven caressed my cheek.
It made me feel safe, yet a little weak!

Confusing thoughts ran through my head.
Is this for real, or just misread? 

With the Risen Son, they claim I’m new!
But in my mind, I cannot construe!

I’m not standing on a small...

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When I think of the plight that children face all over the world
I just want to cry
Hunger starts and ends their everyday
As many of us continue to waste away
The scraps that we toss could save a child’s life
I’ll tell you the human race is nothing...

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'Tis another glorious spring and I planted my garden with the expectation,
That I shall reap a bountiful harvest for my table with minimum frustration!

I planted the usual stuff - carrots, radishes, onions and termaters,
Watermelons, peas, corn, beans and a few hills of russet pertaters.

With the...

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Ghost Buster’s Eve
‘Tis the time
to shoot slime.

Adults Only Costume Party
Sex kittens prance.
Sultry nurses dance.

Party Food
Served eyeball soup
and goopity goop

A Bobbing Good Time?
Apple I get;
face sopping wet!

House of Creeps
The chainsaw guy
made me cry

A-Maze-ing Fright
Lost girl walks
where corn stalks

Jack O’Lantern Greeters
Bright as torches,
pumpkins on porches.

Night of Royals
Small...

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born under the sea, an irresistible force
  two bodies reluctantly embrace, shunting, shifting, tectonic drifting
  alongside the southern Iapetus Ocean
  equatorial deep-time child of Laurentia and Avalonia
  journey northward, surfacing, submerging
  surfing the waves again, a colder Hibernian dalliance
 ...

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Jesse Evans and The Boys earned much notoriety
during the old west's most untamed and wild history.
Raiding resturants and salloons they would drink and eat for free.
"Chalk it up!" they'd say to all of the merchants before they'd leave,
and riding along with them was one William...

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Now I lay me down to sleep… I pray the Lord my mind to keep…
Zombies are gathered all around, trying to keep me from my sleep.
They want to be the futures’ new symbols, for All Hallows Eve.
They brought their pickets to my door, and now,...

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12 hours of excruciating labor pangs have Sacagawea breathing
into the face of Death,
as she violently shakes her head back and forth, teeth clenched,
sweat boiling and eyes furious
it seems to me that she is detetmined to attack Death itself,
this cannot go on, she must deliver or...

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THE TOKEN POETRY EDITOR

Sexless, unloved, this poem tycoon
Reads the heart’s treasures as the brain's boon,
And riven with erudition, explores the spaces
Where uninvited couplets kill the places

With talk of probity and probability.
This mortgaged toad of honesty gives glee
To those who find in truth a rash offence
And...

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The natives believe that the Mississippi River
carries the souls of their ancestors into the water of judgment
wherein they will either enter the Sun's fire of joy
or sit in the ice of the Moon having their feathers counted and examined, 
I suspect that when we, The...

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Henry Morgan
 Pirate of the Caribbean  


Henry Morgan is my name
Pirating is my fame
My story has been told
There’s only one I claim

1635 was the year of my birth
The eldest son of a gentleman farmer
In Llanrhymny, Wales. I had
no desire in filling the shoes of...

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Now that December has descended
with it's roots of ice and skies of snow
our timber fortress is a sanctuary of ethnographic enlightenment
and embassy that entreats the exchange of craftsmanship, 
lately I have been preoccupied with my etymological research,
it is important to President Jefferson, an anthropologist
that we...

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pilfering raccoons
raiding cornfields and orchards
laughing at farmers
Indian summer picnicking
Last hurrah before winter...

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There was a Red Indian Chief 
his name was Raging Waters
he lived a pleasant life
surrounded by his four wives

They took care of all his needs
gave him strong sons and daughters
he ruled mainly in peace not war
apart from raids on the Black Hawks

It was one of...

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