Best Trepid Poems

Joan of Arc

HE speaks, and messengers appear
To innocence of one so young in year
The calling understood, she will not flee
Till France is free of English...

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I'm new to this language; it baffles me so!
   With so many mysteries I wish to know:
Why doesn't 'resolve' mean 'to solve it...

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He held his detached face in his hand                 ...

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Mute hues of dusk gone, still ‘cept for clerid
Sight is slight, sloe murk taunts with ‘a whisper
Shadows come creeping, silence grows trepid

Twilight so stark, not...

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The Patient Pantaloon 
Nick Rush

With your dangling bells, and your trepid smile, your harlequin eyes, burn like coal 
With your windy heart, and your unguided...

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I know the land where the lemon-trees flower
Where dew-drops shower 
On the pure lily-flowers! 
There flows a glistening life-giving river
On each wave a sliver 
Of...

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He inspires somber fireside melodies 
Children keep a distance, 
or whisper trepid greetings 
Tears roll uncontrollably
and nights never end  

Once,  
he could conjure...

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The Handprint



                  Sliding down the misted glass the...

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Abruptly it’s ended in a smite act so senseless
The crucifixion of Amy has finally ceased
No more trepid slumbering with one eye open
The cycle fulfilled in...

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A heart’s journey 
Into the world of minds 
With endless chatter 
And careless whines

Prejudices and principles 
Counterfeits of beliefs 
Drowned in confusion 
Lucid and trepid

To...

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Liquid swirls slowly at the bottom of her glass, 
diving in, she hits the bottom with a crash 
another waiting drink, another lost hour ...

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A brutal murder in portentous chill
A helpless life, under butcher's will
An ominous spade digs soil in till.
Buried in dark secret, an aghast kill.

Corpse stenched, languished...

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His trepid gaze casts downward
locks hold behind his tousled black hair. 

I know of his fame, he knows none of mine. 
Just my name in...

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I fell upon an open space of love 
Of warmth and grace sent from above
Entangled as a worm upon a hook
Nestled in a lovers’ crook
Strengthened...

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Oh trepid specter in the night
Making bold thy cursed plight.
What zealotry provokes thy mournful cry
Allowing thee to linger nigh?

Did Heaven bar thee entry first?
Did Hell...

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