Frothing Poems - Poems about Frothing

...The devil sleeps in the hearts of men, When silence speaks no need of pen, Veiled, a puppet master pulling strings, Empathy dangling as the devil sings. Humanity resides in dreams despair, Hop......Read the rest...

...I had fun brushing the sky, with its impeccable blue, then a sweep here and there of cloud’s silvery lining. A few waffled spots amplified the intensity of hue. Screws lightly driven at the base......Read the rest...

...By Cherbo Geeplay I supposed I was a poet whose ink was gilded With rich entrée that was settled and intrepid. I assumed I could bray the stony frothing ocean and see the dolphin Skate ......Read the rest...

...The story's told of bygone days, Of a man named Vince with his soul ablaze, While the hearts of animals far and near Were filled with abject dread and fear. The best these beasts could do was run......Read the rest...

...Back approximately half my life ago dissociative disorder if qualified to self diagnose mein kampf psychological state... I lacked emotions where others concerned. That refrain replayed it......Read the rest...

... Lava pours to staunch a ruptured womb, green mists warn from the pit of one to walk from it, slick and groomed. It is hard to believe we have to put up with this shat. Where are our magics ......Read the rest...

...THE EVER DWINDLING FEW - USA Version Beach Omaha At Omaha an old man stands and limps down to the shore, Where on this sand he crawled and ran so many years before. The skirl......Read the rest...

...I know I'm slightly losing it and Jill sees that now too, So all we can but hope for is to Bluster and to Woo. What If I sometimes falter with names or something more, Only Fox is bent on keeping ......Read the rest...

...THE EVER DWINDLING FEW At Juno Beach At Juno Beach an old man stands and limps down to the shore, Where on this sand he crawled and ran so many years before. The skirl of pipes stil......Read the rest...

...Behold the beast, wandering in astral night From dark caverns he emerges by starlight to quaff nectar from his ambrosia chalice. A leering creature with evil eyes of malice. What nefarious thou......Read the rest...

...These holidays, like a whirlwind romance…can’t catch my breath. Hustle and bustle of parties and gifts. Figuring it all out, the list, counting it at least twice. Birthday parties piled up, tissue pa......Read the rest...

...Yuletide pageant merry go round Panoply of mystical elements of holly day style breathe prez sense frostily exhaled aired per millennia athwart (this terrestrial spaceship planet Earth) two ......Read the rest...

...What lies beneath the nuptial necropolis? Sun-glints of memory, warm rays of kinder days, tranquil as the soil-sleepers before they broke the coffin confines and howled free. What lies beneath ......Read the rest...

...Prelude: A BRIDE SET FREE How romantic, the fall, so far above the pleading waves. The heights, the depth, to look the deep in eye and weep. Air space between the lovers’ arc and shallow graves.......Read the rest...

...Children are the edge of every breaking wave Floating on the depth of rolling seas Frolicking with every passing breeze Frothing in the winds of teenage storms Billowing with whitecap frenzied fe......Read the rest...