Fangs Poems - Poems about Fangs

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there was a young rake named Beck
who picked up a young vampiress in Quebec
he took her home to his bed
in the morning woke up dead
with a pair of fang marks in his........

Sixty Fangs: Part Two

I remember now!
His name was the Crenshaw Cowboy!
He was the one who told me I descended from kings!

This is why I jump over the fence
Why I kick the fence
We pillaged and burned
Doing only what we needed to survive
So that we could one day tear the fence down and make peace

Or maybe I'm wrong and death

Sixty Fangs

bruised tank top
	name’s been scratched out
	
	a guy jumps over the net fence,
	out of the dog’s yard
	smoother than the water in a wine glass.

		guy says “what you talkin’ bout”
		and then it’s nothing but nothing words and prepositions 
	
	i remember the dog’s name was Mocha
	covered in scars
	a black belt in Wing Chun
	currently majoring in Philosophy
	which is even

The fangs of fate

The fangs of fate, they pierce in deep
Can we shrug and move on
Will we take a consciousness leap
In the face of death, yawn

Heart pure like morning dew
Void-centric is soul’s view
Letting life flow renew

Smile and negate
The fangs of fate

A wolfs embrace

There is nothing like falling for a wolf.
To which you would do anything for.
After once wounding the wolf,
there is not a length you will go to repay the wolf.

For allowing his fangs in your neck
means his bite may redeem your sins.
So you let him bite and hope it is hard enough
to leave you unconscious of

Pangs and Fangs

Some love pangs culminate in birth pangs
     others develop fangs

Cloudy With a Chance of Fangs

in other news, the missing clouded leopard has not yet been spotted...

Feral Fangs

pathways unjust
lunging lusting
each thrust soul’s doom

02-January-2023

Have Fangs, Will Travel

Yes, they travel about the Soup!
Snakes that really do not like you.
What? Yes, they may even bite you!


Their cover is humor, mostly.
Innocent you, smiling, takes the bait.
Alas, you took the poison, tis too late!

Much outstanding humor written here!
By decent poets, I find quite safe and dear.
Be sure to check first, for a strange rattle 
sound

Saboteur

Gleeful roses turn to sullen churls,
And virgin smiles of shyest brides
Soonest morph into widowed furls;
Sad victims of your ill-bladed tides. 

Swearing lovers of staunchest troth
Must sample your bitterest swill too,
And forfeit bonds of grandest worth,
As you gaily gloat like vilest foes do. 

Most ardent toilers all hours round
In shady hands fattest gains leave, 
Mowed to

Like Angels, Winged

Like Angels, Winged
by Michael R. Burch

Like angels—winged,
shimmering, misunderstood—
they flit beyond our understanding
being neither evil, nor good.

They are as they are...
and we are their lovers, their prey;
they seek us out when the moon is full
and dream of us by day.

Their eyes—hypnotic, alluring—
trap ours with their strange appeal
till like flame-drawn moths we gather...
to see, to touch, to

Fangs

The town children
Only feed at night
Never to face the sun
Dark eyes, emotionless smiles
Tongues darting across razor fangs

The town children
Hunt under the harvest moon
Until the shadows disappear  
White pallid skin
Blood red lips

Beware o traveler
Of town children at night
Your desire to give aid
Will only lead you
To a bloody grave

Town Children Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
9/10/19

Frightening Fangs

C-ats in the wild are
J-aguar, lion, and tiger, 
A-ll possess sharp teeth.




Form: Acrostic Haiku

Hidden Fangs

Web of sin
Web unseen
Evil done in the dark
Leaving hidden marks
Softly done
Guilt gone
Conscience sold
Truth untold
Things hidden in a closet
More awards to collect
No one needs to know
As long as it doesn’t show
Manipulating minds
A curtain they hide behind
Showing off artificial halos
Dangerous fellows!
They camouflage their horns
With pretty shiny crowns
They hide their fangs
Behind smiles and generous hands
But behind the closet

Viscous Fangs That Bite

Viscous Fangs That Bite

Satan has demonic forces doing his bidding
 as I drift to sleep I'm not kidding
 I go to a world with caverns filled
 straight from the river of erotic death in Hell

 there is creatures sporting viscous fangs that bite
 dripping blood off side with eyes filled with holes
 sulfur of deep

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