Bitten Poems - Poems about Bitten

...Oh, land of yearning, soil of the pandemic, Across your bereaved fields, a lone wanderer carries His tattered garment of helplessness, In his steps echoes the cry of the land that cannot comprehen......Read the rest...

...Given have ye boons three: Heart and head and hands two, Enough ‘tis already, I need no fourth still due. ______________________________ Epigram |07.04.2024| Poet’s note: Long ere, God once as......Read the rest...

... Her untamable sakura spirit glows like scents of petrichor, perfumed in jasmine water, whilst there’s no path to golden rays of sunlight, she shines for the elite vines trailing through si......Read the rest...

... I. Before the world, before the sun, when time was young, and heaven's hosts together as choir sung before the angels fell, who came undone. If Satan's base rebellion was not......Read the rest...

... Why must we have a down day now and then Are there new rules I'm not aware of Basically I'm upbeat as I'm sure you all know But today came crashing down with a thud Sure we're all b......Read the rest...

...A person of substance who has morals and character Having this about their persona questioned by someone Least of all someone completely lacking such characteristics Will can and would never eve......Read the rest...

...A chameleon art thou conceal that can And camouflage, the truth around to fake, That still can't save itself from a sly snake… In treason O Fate hast thou dealt with man. O stutter not with th......Read the rest...

...She stood at the window all day watching the children at play, she never leaves that room she stands there morning, night and noon, and the only time she leaves that place is when she wants to use th......Read the rest...

... First buds emerge in velvet cocoons As dank, dark mornings transform Into frost clad, bright, clean-aired dawns. Grass laden heavy with dew, Nectar of nature to sustain awakening creatures. ......Read the rest...

... Black Walnuts roll over a high edge, the tree is too close to a sea cliff. Walnuts dash themselves upon rocks, only one lands on a surfing wave. It has not been bitten, by tunneling ......Read the rest...

...Don’t touch me. Valentine of mine, why are you still crying? Why are your skies so grey? What is it you need me to say? We used to be in love; it was meant to be the two of us, But something......Read the rest...

... I brushed water colors with thoughts of Adam's Eve and the fallen one who was disguised to deceive this naked nymph, who strikes a nubile pose offering a ripened apple and a crimson rose Bo......Read the rest...

...Jack Frost nibbled at my fingers And he froze my toes He put rouge on both of my cheeks And blusher on my nose He spread ice crystals through my hair And on my eye brows too He froze my moustac......Read the rest...

...My spirit frost bitten yet still the river flows Mercy on the distant bank my fate caught in between Wishes drift across the ice but this side holds me fast Deliverance oh so very near — in si......Read the rest...

...An advent of raptors loiters over mall roofs. hooded eyes scope the neon-lit spaces, the concreted waste lands. We wake to their screams as if this were High Sierra, not Ohio where parent’s try......Read the rest...