Broiling Poems - Poems about Broiling

...The Ghost and the Romance of Nighthags by FD F.D. Ravenskraft as I sleep, I'm seeing her weep but in an angry release choking me to my deceased the madness of being hovering over me I see th......Read the rest...

...Today Russia has begun a war broiling in Putin’s sick fantasy Ukraine people gird themselves for bombs and deaths, many deaths Can the USA, NATO swoop in and stop the invasion? Maybe yes maybe ......Read the rest...

...Keeper of my faith’s flame I seek, oh God, Your revival fire… make my spiritual endeavors ablaze kindling love against apathy’s coldness as you nourish me with sizzling blessings’ bounty......Read the rest...

...Celebration of Las Animas The shadows know When I shout into the void Of obsession’s chaos that swallows even darkness, Fractured light in jaundiced eyes, Where withering blasts of winter hibe......Read the rest...

...Over yonder pastoral realms, with heaving mounds of green Birds of variegated colors shine, where.streamlets gleam with opal sheen. In circles round, fleetfooted Zephyr sweeps the laurelled ground ......Read the rest...

...Ideas are slapping me in the gut today. I shove one, another falls, one urges me to play. I bite them and smash them and slash them to bits. They keep coming back, not caring if I scream or have f......Read the rest...

...Neither this torrential rain have the will to stop Nor the monsoon sky have the will to lit up this darkness! God only knows what happened to the firmament, That breaking and exploding on us ......Read the rest...

...I stood in awe and watched him work unyielding metal, forged in fire, now bending, moulding to his will somehow, unending, the blows raining down, the hammer's kiss drowning birdsong and t......Read the rest...

...Thunder growled and prowled the leaden sky, no sign of birds in trees, no bees nor butterfly. High summer and the thrumming of rain on leaf, the catatonic stillness and quietude only brief. A cra......Read the rest...

...COME HERE SWEETLY BY: MIGDALIA TORRES Come here Sweetly I know you are my friend Come here Sweetly I want to know your Name I am Robin Rock Who walks along the way To Grandma’......Read the rest...

...August 1965 Laying hot tar and sand  Swarms of  mosquitoes Broiling summer sun Warm water tasted cool Low pay, nasty job No job, no pay Endless stretches ahead Laying hot tar, sand,  Sweat, ......Read the rest...

...Baking, broiling, blindingly bright, blistering sun, Super scorching, sweltering, sizzling sand The kabob that is my body skewered, searing Deceptively blue skies devoid of any deliverance ......Read the rest...

...All night sweating under a skin-wet sheet. Fevered fantasies of skinny dipping in a kiddy paddling pool, toes as sticky as denture gum. it’s broiling August. Cold showers frazil with soapy ......Read the rest...

...despair is the devil's dungeon broiling in darkness......Read the rest...

...My home cooking zest verily exposed me to cornucopia’s functional essence since we in the family were nourished with blessings'* bounty… Tasty delicacies sizzled with love when as ear......Read the rest...