Flusters Poems - Poems about Flusters

...If I should disappear in the middle of the ocean And caught between the waves and the sea Would you come and look for me If I should journey to the moon and spend a year on the is......Read the rest...

...This world is idyllic, warm, and blithe, Boundless life, endless keenness, No tears, no flusters, and no doom, New sky alternative earth, In addition to lasting life and light, Hopef......Read the rest...

...An explosion of hair in her face is disclosing the beauty of the eyes veiled beholding a dream unfolding where the poor are gold and war is at most a bloody tale told in the misty night when the ......Read the rest...

...THE COLOUR OF SIN On a dusky holiday evening, When the bustle and hustle of city life is left behind, Salty water flows in-between his fingers Dangling from a yatch rocking the waves, Somewhere ......Read the rest...

...Submersion Connections The water heaved and sighed with the gathering force of self while the tug positioned to push, pull, hold. The mammoth engineering marvel, rose like the Phoenix with ......Read the rest...

...Late night summons madmen, madams, bold streetwalkers, picking pennies from the gutters as the merchants close their shutters and the homeless crouch in doorways in their rags, against the ......Read the rest...

...Late night summons madmen, madams, bold streetwalkers, picking pennies from the gutters as the merchants close their shutters and the homeless crouch in doorways in their rags, against the ......Read the rest...

...Late night summons madmen, madams, bold streetwalkers, picking pennies from the gutters as the merchants close their shutters and the homeless crouch in doorways in their rags, against the ......Read the rest...

...Pre-dawn, and the street-lamp sputters, merchants come to raise their shutters, regard the fading moon, and mutter, 'yet another day.' Begone, O bride of midnight! favor us with not another glan......Read the rest...

...Pre-dawn, and the street-lamp sputters, merchants come to raise their shutters, regard the fading moon, and mutter, 'yet another day.' Begone, O Bride of Midnight! favour us with not anothe......Read the rest...

...Late night summons madmen, madams, bold streetwalkers, picking pennies from the gutters as the merchants close their shutters and the homeless crouch in doorways in their rags, against the ......Read the rest...

...Tossing and turning The hot flusters that rule the night Moaning and groaning Eyes closed mind wide open Sobbing and sighing A hundred voices in an empty room Your pupils whizz around under your eye......Read the rest...

...I spy, a feather beauty bright With speckled blush on breast Basking within the thicket light Dancing round about her tiny branch Your fluttering sight beholding Within the snowy briar Bathing......Read the rest...

...Late night summons madmen, madams, bold streetwalkers, picking pennies from the gutters as the merchants close their shutters and the homeless crouch in doorways in their rags, against the cold. Bla......Read the rest...

...barren i pour life into your carcass three minute companion join me for an afternoon busied by the flusters of the world endless noodle sucked through an indifferent orifice brown abyss what ......Read the rest...