Cowl Poems - Poems about Cowl

... Honeysuckle breathes in the shallow wind, Life's lapel, with a side of ground scouting gopher. Great rusted machines peak the interest of the flower children who blossom in t......Read the rest...

...As the dread spirit’s cowl slid back, a stench so foul it burned was released, the greeting of the deceased.......Read the rest...

...Beneath billowing sack cloth tent An auctioneer jibber-jabbers his words. Below his red mahogany dais Sit Fifty Amish American women and girls. Black-bonnet-ed, bidder-number in hand, they chi......Read the rest...

...Often, after a day of walking in and out of my mind, I will put on a nightcap, it's not a substantial cap like a bobble hat it's more a cowl, a hood, a cloud-basket. Beneath this dark covering......Read the rest...

...When evening came she ran out alone Shedding her skin and matters within As the moon shone overhead The shadowed trees filling with dread! Out of home and out of time She ran alone till she r......Read the rest...

...Descending on this night, a foul darkness falls like the reaper's cowl. And shadows conceal the undead, instilling the living with dread. On Halloween, demons roam free, while ghosts g......Read the rest...

...Bent and bundled in the cold woods. Hot breath rolling out white ghosts. Among the tall and grey boned - these shadow-less trees freeze framed under a grey cowl sky. Hungry woods are these......Read the rest...

...Hilda my partner turned in her bed as the early morning train hurtled by at breakneck speed sending tremors round our dwelling. Those long flowing tresses embrace the shafts of first light so enthus......Read the rest...

...Borassus Flallifer dog leg cowl cladding fascia gullwing door kammback visual design industrail design ......Read the rest...

...death's cowl shadows the soul's release rising up to meet its maker as all mortal ties to life cease birth is counterbalanced by death for we must experience both life's first breath ......Read the rest...

...*Reserata Carcerem LXI* Yore lived a sage b' bounty brook pining; dainty daffodils, his keen kins. Oft would tumbling tide whisper 'ts tune 'n' sewn sage bewitched, ajar would croon. ñ longe......Read the rest...

...My last poem will be a humdinger, will include a hummingbird in a ruby throated cowl sipping satisfyingly in Caren’s Krutsinger’s faerie garden - we’ll be sipping tea or something stronger. ......Read the rest...

...The cowl or other churchly attire The priest’s habit soiled with desire The fanciest should Lucifer hire His noxious nature will not expire......Read the rest...

...I think about death as I grow older not with any trepidation or fears, even though death’s cowl may be soaked in tears. I've reviewed the beliefs in my folder for as hopes of an afterlif......Read the rest...

...Autumn's a harbinger of Summer's death, associated with mold and decay. And the smell of rot fouls my every breath, as Autumn strips Summer's sweet scent away. Crucified scarecrows dro......Read the rest...