Chain Poems - Poems about Chain

Yowling and howling late at night Meeting of cats by the bright moonlight Wild yipping and one long scream Coyotes cornered something by a stream It might be a cat, it’s a sacrifice Excited yipping announcing it is nice The food chain is alive down my country road A long black rat snake just ate a toad...

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A court-ordered fist full of responsibility. An anonymous man, unraveling beneath the weight of his own faulty circuitry. Infidelity sparked a chain of conformity—one so unfortunate, it defied precedent. His kin, stripped of their once-rooted masculinity, wandered into an unfulfilling life. When faced with strange anger, they clung to a mask—gleaming with false superiority. Only a fool’s bargain could birth...

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I set you free and watch you fly No longer bound by what we thought was strong Though in that act, I knew where I belonged: In the ground, beneath the sky My shackles broke, a crumbling wall In freeing you, my spirit found release A bittersweet and unexpected peace Though unchained, I mourn the fall We both are free; no regret I...

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The naïve life possessed by the power of desire, turns into an inanimate object, utterly inert. The buoyant being, unsuspecting and unblemished, if captured by the vicious clutch of cunning lust, rolls in remorse like fallen gems of pristine garland, the fragile string of innocence ruefully ruptured. The sordid senses drenched in...

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There is a bottom that is past what we thought we knew. The sub-floors are there for false safety and reason, too. When we get to the dirt under all the lies and find the reasons we want to stay alive, we are prepared to give it up and live instead of die. The dirt we find on the floor...

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At daggers drawn with no discharge in animosity Berated and mocked regardless of my actions or intentions Cant take much more, hell I'm 27 "Dont take it mate", bite that bullet Everything i hoped, friendship, closeness Fond memories few and far between Granted, i was not abused or physically neglected Had it all, school trips, gadgets, want for...

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So, I’m home for winter break and trying not to break because I thought I could break away from my problems, my chains— but my wrists break instead of the shackles. I don’t want to be home— I came back, and no one was home. Just like the week before, and the month before, and the year before. And when I think more, I can’t...

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Decades a midwife a definer of rights written so patients And authoritys both knew their plights.' Un-jabbed 2020 up Till today, yet prosecuted by N Z jacinda aderns machine which stated She had to pay? They tried to bully and really every sick trick.' Even forgery of her signature, i think they were a bit thick? Well...

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The lion and the Zebra in a duel of life The hunter and the hunted As spectator in the food chain It can be daunting and also haunting A run to catch the prey Running away from the predator This is normal in the Serenegeti Survival of the fittest in the grasslands It5the food chain making its rounds. ...

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Things are a mess, not because they had to be but because familiarity outranks togetherness. Corner wall has cobwebs, the bed not made in months. Curtains taped over trapping any light out of the room. The shower handles rusted. The fans on high causing the peeling wallpaper to tear more. You can't see the floor...

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May we be thankful for the gifts we inherited from our ancestors that never ending chain of people who came before us their gifts of love and joy and laughter…. they left us before passing on… And may we be blessed that our love and joy and laugher can be found upon the chain… long after we are gone. ...

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On my early morning walks…I always walk alone It’s a quiet, peaceful…walk I take all on my own. I was lost in sad thoughts this morning about guns and war about a world filled with hate and animosity when I heard what I thought were footsteps coming up behind me. I turned to greet whoever it was and immediately...

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Small fish eaten By big fish; big fish caught by Fisher for dinner....

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A tall, chain wire fence surrounds the perimeter of the power station, casting its evening shadow over a wide bank of grass leading down to the river. Sometimes I sit there just to listen to the sound of the wind make music through the wires. It is a soft, melancholy music that carries a certain sorrow. Uncoupled from a name, it seems a composite...

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There was a big party for smiling groom Ceremonial before his wedding at noon The men celebrate The smallest handcuff made Is the wedding ring he will wear will soon...

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