Clacking Poems - Poems about Clacking

...WALLS AND WAILS I am confined within these four walls For far too long and pray a wall falls And the guns jam with wardens asleep As I take a walk of freedom, a leap To a new world without gun......Read the rest...

...Old joke: How do porkypines mate? Very carefully. The porcupine's a modest And mostly solitary beast, Akin to capybara and to beaver, Though in size he is the least. He rarely gets invited ......Read the rest...

...Tense and clacking. Beautiful scenery. Ominous yet bright sky. I don’t brace myself this time. That just makes my breath hurt more. I can just… Pretend to fly. I can be dizzy and......Read the rest...

...What lies beneath the nuptial necropolis? Sun-glints of memory, warm rays of kinder days, tranquil as the soil-sleepers before they broke the coffin confines and howled free. What lies beneath ......Read the rest...

...An old peacock has lost his voice, among the hens he wanders, his soundless beak a' clacking. Once he rode the roof of life, once he strutted across its gaming board, a tyrant lover, a beady-ey......Read the rest...

...Lisa and I had been watching some boys strut about, as they played soccer, in their little shorts, in the freezing cold. It’s an old animal story. The game ended, or it was intermission and about ......Read the rest...

...fourteen hundred children woke up and died the squatting crows watched and waited soon the many feet stopped stamping stopped running a cold clacking caw went up black wings flew then hopped am......Read the rest...

...War weary wayward wanderer walking westerly Sadly slowly striding shadowy suburban streets Barely behaving bravely but blindly bound Coldly click-clacking cumbersome calloused cleats Tormented ......Read the rest...

...A raw red crater of hunger; the clacking tongue a buckram spear shaken at all comers. The gulls mouth is the gull, the gullet is the gull the torso, the snowy pale blue plumage, that dark und......Read the rest...

...Long nights transcribe me into a clacking music. Harpsichord bones and broken keys, nailed to an out of time tune. A somnambulant self-winding pipe-organ, whistles as it pushes moments arou......Read the rest...

...“Lord, mine enemies multiply, bootlicks grow brazen. Put thy boot upon their necks. curse all no-nodding nay-sayers. Silence. David: “The Lord scoffs at them, rebukes them in His anger.” ......Read the rest...

...Valentines Day always found me quiver and bowed over Ring with no feather in my cap only envy at handsome man drakes with bucks, who could bank on "hot chicks" willingly aligned in arrow emitti......Read the rest...

...* * * At Pheasant Farm a guest of Autumn yet an inch thick paints a countryside in charcoals, stodgy reds, and umber browns as temperatures slow drop and daylight shrinks to Summer's......Read the rest...

...There's a feeling of sadness Mixed with a wistful awe As we pick our careful way Across a rubble strewn floor. An eerie sort of half light, As though hiding from the day, Hiding our history unt......Read the rest...

...OFF TO SCHOOL So you're off to boarding school, It'll be the making of you, my lad, Muses the bespectacled gentleman, Sat behind his morning paper, The commuter train steaming Its trundling......Read the rest...