Canted Poems - Poems about Canted

... Louisa the artificial squeeza, Lived for the moment, When people called her name. Founded on the belief. That intelligence can cause relief. Oh, what a shame!......Read the rest...

...A mannequin stands in the neon of night head slightly canted harlequin-right fashionably clothed in the brand-names of youth arms shiny rods with no digits forsooth if able I think his thu......Read the rest...

...The spring on the door reverberates. Freedom of the outdoors, a chill in Spring air. Minecraft becomes an imaginary sport. Boys swinging wooden branches - their swords, smacking the bark of ......Read the rest...

...My Dearest Nancy, Real friends are hard to find In a place where most are colorblind A place where we can make such a mess And carry the weight of the world upon our chest Real friends are tre......Read the rest...

...A daunting press of gifted dreams The boyish boasts and sculpted schemes Brother, fore, and brother, aft Stead to ply their father's craft Each consecrated to ......Read the rest...

...We Had Been Hard Up We had been hard up living in a tent, And for all of our sins we did repent; Garden planted; Chants canted; We are glad God gave us His consent. Jim Horn For Andrea, ......Read the rest...

...Falling snow, beauty belies its hidden dangers! White-veiled mountains can be a threat to all below, But on the day the inviting piste, it's splendours! Skiers, see the sparkle in their ey......Read the rest...

...Just say Thanks Thanks, is an ordinary word, that many take for granted, It has various meanings, that are within us deeply planted. At a young age, we are taught, to always do what’s right, A......Read the rest...

...His mother, a gaelic queen his father, a rugged pit miner he wishes to never be seen being solitary has never been finer the son of sons he was the son of sons he became an expectation he did......Read the rest...

...I sat beside you on a couch In canted ground- I sat on its lower side- On purpose- Waiting for you to roll over me- But you were hanging tight on the upper side, And that pushed me to look up i......Read the rest...

...Ancient graying wood of Canted posts Swaying yellow grasses Dance across Rusty flaking barbed wire Containing no more Than a fading image Of flicking horse tails And stomping hooves Still du......Read the rest...