Earless Poems - Poems about Earless

...Getting the Point A stitch a stitch to silence the witch A sharp sharp needle to make her twitch Two eyes of coal with grey grey hair Eyeballs gone and still she stares Earless rabbi......Read the rest...

...As I kneel down to this great monolith a black rectangle tablet has droned in through boundless space. My eyes rose with tears precipitating. A blinking of coup d'œil of a great being calling as an a......Read the rest...

...[FLUSH = Fearless League of Unlikely Super Heroes] ______________ A communique received today from one Nicholas Saint Said......Read the rest...

...[Absolutely not, by any stretch of the imagination, based upon or influenced by or pertaining to any TV or radio production known as, but not exclusively limited to, “Sesame Street”… your honour!]......Read the rest...

...In women, ears are more important than breasts. And disputes about this are stupidly airy. Against small breasts women there is no protest. But earless, the ladies are scary!......Read the rest...

...DANGER LURKS My muse is somewhat brazen and always most fearless Yet takes no heed to my countless calls, I am scared, Wanders the empty streets of the City, quite gearless No mask has she with......Read the rest...

...I love my earless cat-a-moints. She wears a pink knitted beret. To hide her lack of ear-filled points. Cute on her head though every day. She has a clever hearing aide. Usually refuses to wear......Read the rest...

...Old sky, how high you lay up there, in your complacency your faceless dome your eyeless spread your earless tomb. how high you lay and how bitterly we see you there lying in your terse com......Read the rest...

...The circumscribed blue, yet painted limitless, espied familiar trespassers, no... aghast! Invaders, disturbing the Celestial Kingdom of tranquil poise with their creeping agitated army of incipi......Read the rest...

...Ducks in a row. Tails lower than currents of pebbles on glass shards of reflecting power Here and now fading with ripples and lily pad vibrations. Geese squawking wretched wretches of who a......Read the rest...

...I am a very odd demon… The name is Calm. My demon name is translated “Calamity”, Though I, defiance in my streak, Shortened it fittingly to “Calm”, some insignificant eons before I have com......Read the rest...

...I am an Iris Sometimes sporting a fuzzy beard, I hear wisdom say, “Do not shave.” “It would come back thicker,” it warns. To razors I’ll not be a slave. Elusive is “promise in love,” but my......Read the rest...

...Better Without I try so hard Not to become my fathers son I try so hard To be a father sculpted by Michelangelo Painted by da Vinci Faced with failure Endless denial Self deception To ......Read the rest...

...SUBMERGED IN FEMININESSENCE e valued price of precious key unchaining doors imagined locks that set free a girl is born the stage is set manoeuvring moves that control and dire......Read the rest...

...The darkness, now descending, floods the city as it dies while shadows lurk in legions 'neath the looming Evil Eye. Its frozen stare envelops all, it penetrates and pries, denouncing loathed disse......Read the rest...