Cupola Poems - Poems about Cupola

...Isis staind 27+ years... of scorpion stinging poison us marriage, whereby the missus and I, nevertheless experienced genesis as mama and papa respectively. (jest kibitizing) thus explain......Read the rest...

...Some old wooden houses are deep, they have porticos, piazza, loggia, gables, and cupola. There rooms are arboreal they knot, curl and jut. A memory rocks me gently in its timbered embra......Read the rest...

...Isis staind 26+ years of marriage Yes, believe me you, I (also considered the best karaoke singer for the go-go's) putting Shabrina Leonita to shame back in two thousand and twenty one once......Read the rest...

...Night bring terrible memories, shadows of yesteryears, it takes my breath away in fears, anguish and hell. An ugly wolf runs after me as I slither in the mud heart beats burst my chest with pai......Read the rest...

...Some old wooden houses are deep, they have columns and porticos, piazza, loggia, gables, and cupola. There rooms are arboreal they knot. curl and jut outward as the limbs of a still treeing hous......Read the rest...

...Chalice of Darkness Buried deep inside the blinded eye of midnight My fugitive heart, Homeless in winter’s frozen wrath, Seeks an abyss with rotund borders – A rounded vault of endorphic sacr......Read the rest...

...From north, south, east and west This is the town to beat the rest, Where history and present blend As through its many streets you wend. Where once a monastery so great From every view woul......Read the rest...

...raging sea consumes whalers, cupola soon to be a widow's walk......Read the rest...

...On the wind-swept Nebraska prairie sits a building in wretched shambles, Surrounded by a sagging fence and overgrown with prickly brambles. It was once a bustling one-room school house, abandoned l......Read the rest...

...The house is now quiet, the children have gone My beard they’ve left ruffled, as memories grow long With trains and dolls scattered, where last they played Their love remains buried, ins......Read the rest...

...Scratchboarded stars of liquid light pouring in like rain beneath the cupola of heaven one sentinel of night A solitary figure stilled by the mutany of a willful hoot his head is bowed ......Read the rest...

...The house is now quiet, the children have gone My beard they’ve left ruffled, as memories grow long With trains and dolls scattered where last they played Their love remains buried ......Read the rest...

...Part 18 it helps to see the spectrum of behaviors as a spectrum first of all not disorganized not random not to the degree the clergy would have it which makes them ridiculous as well as dang......Read the rest...

...At the Preakness, horses race; The crowd is quite excited. After winners are declared, Observers are invited To witness a tradition Which, since nineteen hundred nine Has been special to all ......Read the rest...

...A cupola shin, prickly dick creed, hoary testes tossed, master baiting ova all eel trades crossed the fecund Rubicon and ejaculated olly olly oxen yawping, in utero seminal raids with phall......Read the rest...