Dykes Poems - Poems about Dykes

...Has old Mark Rutter, been spun to the gutter? Have reason begun now to be seen? Is he sad for The bad? Are the Dutch now glad? Is the national scene; more serene? Will They send him some clogs......Read the rest...

...Vincent from within sanctum dykes glamour birthed from sorrow celestial brightness whirling in Prussian azure and sublime gold Urania in the welkin' blackness in the spirit breezes ......Read the rest...

...Debates futile for each soul chooses it’s path Doing what heart likes Until making each breath, a Holy Sabbath Thunderous bliss spikes Fears and desires dykes Wisdom of the scriptures, words e......Read the rest...

...If not for you I would of never known what A Heart break meant, I was doing ok before you now I will never be content. There was a day I felt my life was complete, Now I must humble mys......Read the rest...

...Do you gurgle, grunt, and gripe, grind the soft bones of thought dry? You need some orchestration, some instrumental tuning. Play with those ad hoc glottalized vibes, harmonize. The body, t......Read the rest...

...It stands alone four square, white-washed straw-thatched, small window panes, black frames, and out back chickens hatched, pecking weedy ground around a single willow. Set just a little back fro......Read the rest...

...When facts become fear, pandemonium escalates; likewise does the proliferation of its collateral damage and the propensity of the word-play of contradictions: “…we’re all in this together…s......Read the rest...

...There’s a difference between the wild animals of the wilderness and creatures trapped between cities. Even farms wedged between urban sprawl eventually forget how to farm. Trees planted in conc......Read the rest...

...REMEMBER ME NOVEMBER IN AMSTERDAM This must be where fallen leaves come to settle. The two of us, not quite in our dotage yet, feel at home, anchored in......Read the rest...

...Another morning I have been trying to stave off old age by avoiding old men in the park who ask me to guess their age, empty gums looks like a burnt down village in Syria, a war that the west ha......Read the rest...

...Strong communities, We all can see, Are less often at sea, More often home for tea, With all cakes file free. Strong communities, Have no need for rate fees hikes, As they mostly ride thei......Read the rest...

...Am a lass fae Govan There a wiz born n breid When a wiz wee a wiz playing tig on the dykes N a split ma poor wee heid Fae Glesga to Fife Wiz where we went To a flat in Methil That ma maw goa......Read the rest...

...Diary Notes: Lamentable laissez-faire …the lêche cul is back every cell of her a seething surging cesspool of putrid suck the darling of the Prusso-Lepeniste mu......Read the rest...

...I took a ride on the other side of a wide ocean and wilder skies People spoke there In languages unknown to us Only two of us are in our mother tongue That night I really travelled, too, far An......Read the rest...

...Note a deep fill that ever grows; Urge that grandeur that floods goodwill; Rouse a fond thrill that heals all blows; Touch a splendour that surely heals. Use bold magic that seems cryptic; R......Read the rest...