Flaying Poems - Poems about Flaying

... He hears again the far-off jiggling of keys, the throaty cough of ignition, recalls strafing lights on a night-blurred road. Moths, like pale flowers, crash against the windscreen. Over-re......Read the rest...

...While attempting going to sleep after midnight... December 27th, 2023, the missus pounded mine posterior (she played paddywhack on me blimey buttucks) not only causing contusion, but flayin......Read the rest...

...Zippily, zippity, I slip down the slippery dip slide. Zippity-doo-dah, slippily-dippity-do! Suddenly and nippily, tipping backwards to quicken the pace. Snappily, I whippingly swish right off......Read the rest...

...the judge implores me: raise your right hand. do you swear to lie? the scalpel pulls my skin back, flaying eyes vivisect me on the witness stand for the crime of feeling anything other than con......Read the rest...

...Baneful brickbats begat grievous barrier Tell tale indelible woe y'all privy to learn yours truly harbors traces of the masterful impregnable prepubescent wall still extant scads of decades si......Read the rest...

...In silence, as nausea passes as I crawl into a corner shaking head violent visions of somewhere or something. Flashing nano fire of my spine flaying hot the essence of thought a razor in......Read the rest...

...His lines he always wanted to shine With éclat and style mingled fine To bedazzle and strike with awe Those who bothered to read a line For hours on end, would he ponder On how he could rive y......Read the rest...

...Oh my god, what have we done Just gone and killed, your only son Even worse, tortured him to death Jeering whilst he gasped for breath In realisation, we’re overwhelmed Certain now, to be al......Read the rest...

...A constant throbbing Soreness often Stabbing two or three time a day Acute anxiety I never know when it is coming Like a searing spear slashing and flaying I had never felt sorry for others w......Read the rest...

...My mouth almost opened But I quickly clamped it shut Experience taught me not to try To find my voice Stifling myself is easy I have sixty-seven-years experience It is my natural reaction ......Read the rest...

...Awoke by a nightmare, in cold sweat dews were to settle on foliage yet sun was below the horizon still birds were calm in their nests in chill rooster had not sounded alarm yet the darkness a fo......Read the rest...

...Reading Poem 3 "Ode to Nicolet Lane" There I saw green visions, and a young boy of 9 years running by, As I stood once again upon the aged asphalt. Last time I stood there was 58 years hence;......Read the rest...

...Frightened of memories fading, Early morning, sunlight caressing the face introspection at the reflection in the Brahmaputra river Afternoon, sweet aroma of the red sand ......Read the rest...

... “The Fallen” Remote, he sees himself in the reflection of cold close yet distant shop windows, his final journey along the Hard Time Roa......Read the rest...

...When will the fighting be done, My son, For the pain of your possible death in the throws of war weigh heavy on me, Repeating its torturous torments day after day, Like a fresh flaying of my hear......Read the rest...