Furs Poems - Poems about Furs

...Innocent Lighting travels through my core, like a diving hawk to prey. Unwittingly, I let a breathy moan escape. To the glory of the heavens, my eyes roll up then close. The better to feel an......Read the rest...

... by c. geeplay Beyond the city limits and the massive power plants outside of Los Angeles, Moscow, Mumbai, Monrovia, Havana, Burkina ---destructive force is amassing - the polar ice is ......Read the rest...

... By Cherbo Geeplay Africa, this sun drenched bliss, come to Botswana and see the terrific translucent creeks of Okavango Delta, as it blends with the sun rays and glistened. Let the unmist......Read the rest...

...FLAME OF ASCENSION No-one can escape Flame of Ascension a glance, a glimmer, a gestalted shadow ghosts or gestures guarded Hearts to genteel progress on a path It night......Read the rest...

... When the enchanted jailors of life, siezed my soul and those sepals unfurling manipulative manuscripts ceased to script a twinkle above screams, I became a slave to my ow......Read the rest...

... I'm an estuary of ivy-furs, sleeping in monsoonal moonglades of love~ as the savannah sun of sunset blurs, slowly unveiling stars with golden glove. When russet- fairies twirl ......Read the rest...

... I love winter's slumber when the forest is peace and quiet I can hear the snow fall all the trees creaking and moaning but not all creatures are sleeping many are out and about ......Read the rest...

...It's back to the wilds, for the unexplored Panama's island, Pygmy Three-Toed Sloths. Tree huggers, twenty hours daily, course, lots of trees. Four of a kind, their fifth, record as the smallest. ......Read the rest...

...Tainted schemes distorted dreams things you want you should let them be aint got no time for secomd glance loves like ours full of second chances get it right but don't take this wrong cause......Read the rest...

...I wait with bated breath for... C. Cure T. Clarence The following crafted approximately midway into the administration of forty fifth president, whose crass, gutsy, lewd, repulsive yawping......Read the rest...

...There's no one out there that really cares. I hold it together by a thread. Listen to everyone else's burdens. I am a very deep person. I am music, and music is me. This music is the only thing t......Read the rest...

...La Fée Verte, Mistress of Wormwood, High Consort of la Belle Époque, Shimmering with joie de vivre. She’s holding court with bohemian charm, All haute couture with feathers and furs, Promising ......Read the rest...

...A white frosty morning With a highly humid atmosphere Fresh and clean breeze Cascades down the mountain Dews relax on surfaces Fog arrests the beauty Of the high and low lands Furs bow in u......Read the rest...

...While on the topic of blood kith and kin, I relate another fabricated poem about blimey bloke of a fisherman. Trawl tale of a fictitious seaman told to ye... Courtesy webbed whirled wid......Read the rest...

...The Middle Years She'd been wooed by dukes and diplomats From Nome to Nagasaki, Kept by mobsters, bishops, bureaucrats, And a movie mogul's lackey. She'd been plied with jewels, a fancy......Read the rest...