Fermented Poems - Poems about Fermented

...Daylight breaks through the gate and a bright light shine intensely on my face from a distance. I wasn’t sure what was going on, but I fold one arm and held on tightly to the other arm. I knew it was......Read the rest...

... In the darkness of the night, a ruby gleams to contrast a slumbered eye awakened to feeling, reflection, light, Lady "Genie", eyes aglow like a beast, in mid-stride, lost in her mid......Read the rest...

...I love Korean food K food Ever since I first Encountered it in 1979 When I joined the Peace Corps Korean food is somewhat like Chinese, Japanese, Vietnamese, and Thai With some American i......Read the rest...

... In the still of the night, spectro-gramming the hot utter of air, filtered by laser strainer- it has become a scale for judgment scaled by tier a black hole of sin in my pocket, a p......Read the rest...

... You are the dusk that masquerades as first light. In the stillness of descending twilight, your spellbinder's expectorant opens the passageways of the feeble, weevles like a ......Read the rest...

...My soul seems to be hidden today. Where can it conceal itself? I thought it was always with me, Roaming the endless paths That clatter the corridors of my mind, coursing through my arteries and ......Read the rest...

... I close my eyes for one second and suddenly I'm home again, next to you and dad You were born on Christmas Eve, just like the babe of Bethlehem ... Laughter peels the faded kitchen ......Read the rest...

... Bustling Tavern, din of thieves, prattles sounds, like mini battles of Sorcery, at mosaic of vomit tapestry. Endowing all sorts in your bosom ......Read the rest...

...Freddy Farkle, fumbling forecaster for Forestville, friggin' fudged Friday forecast....fair?! first florid felicitous, falling flurries followed, froze flowers, foiled! faraway farmhouse, furrowi......Read the rest...

...mountain of things we throw unneeded items stacked in drawers rotten meat , fermented food we eat junk and then junk eats us heaps of trash, that's our treasure rusted cars will soon be a wrec......Read the rest...

...The fermented blue ink poet can drink From the day to night as a slice of think Bared happiness and sorrow Nature absorbs his all due Alone life of words makes a crowded link © Mahtab Bangale......Read the rest...

...You have not yet learned how to scream Nor shout or yell or call You have learned how to bottle Pouring wines from your fingertips You are a vineyard of emotions Anger plucked too early from the......Read the rest...

...A poem unlived is a poem merely written -- sustenance our words let the body digest with heartfelt regurgitation – a poem unlived is a poem merely written as well as tasty center, a hea......Read the rest...

...Incomplete metamorphosis of distilled adolescent... therefore he characterizes himself as an anomaly...any idea why? Mortified, petrified, stultified, et cetera sheltered, and mortally wounde......Read the rest...

...That’s the best spa of all the sparrow said. She hopped right in, with her cousin Fred. Fred hopped back out, It’s too hot! He lamented. She loved a margarita bath, she felt fermented. The mud ......Read the rest...