Grot Poems - Poems about Grot

...Impossible mission to captcha infinitesimal moment alternately titled: tick tock runneth amuck seconds elapse imperceptibly leaving me dumbstruck, how quickly fleeting tempus fugit; ofttimes......Read the rest...

...A man and child; this one moment Does he through it wend. Spoiled of whose charms, in abundance A fabulous realm dot. Castle and church. Misted, moulding. Shrouded too in legend. And what evoke......Read the rest...

...A saucy boy, a scuffle & kerfuffle A hankering girl with many a desperate dream; angst so easily ruffled. Green the beaming callow face. The fairest maid so winsome now sees also a fading fa......Read the rest...

...Translation with commentary of an archetypal Wild West Classic : " Summer Wine " (I'd wage my bottom diamond dime future generations will re-discover and treasure this true American classic lik......Read the rest...

...the daughter of a miller abducted, exiled, held locked as prisoner didst bawl achingly, effusively, indubitably murmured plaintively quite riotously didst call out for help, when stalked with f......Read the rest...

...Villanelle: Who will dare not love La Belle Dame sans Merci Who will dare not love La Belle Dame sans Merci Will she now dare budge from her perch in the clouds No Knight-at-Arms her wiles en......Read the rest...

...The Bewitching Call of the Siren She ululates a forlorn desire for a human love; She’s pure evil, not from God’s Heaven above. This siren’s seductive melody is heard on all seas, And even on th......Read the rest...

...As I walk past the alleys, I see you Crawling, begging, moaning in pain. Sorrows you hold, flood the avenue, Things you've lost and could never gain: You cry at the poverty, down the lane, And n......Read the rest...

...Keats—Romantic Humanist Romanticus-Extraordinaire John Keats La Belle Dame sans Merci Circe-Enchantress to all. Beautiful, deadly in her elfin grot Supernatural-nous She wept and sighed......Read the rest...

...I’ve lost the thread, I don’t know why, however much I sit and try I still think lots of poetry’s crap, (it’s not like me to think like that). I struggle on from verse to verse, as sometimes ......Read the rest...

...FRACTURED FAIRYTALE! Chanced upon a book one day, Bent, dog-eared, tattered and frayed, Tale found within, read with a grin, This fractured fairy tale, Laughter did not fail...... Cinderella'......Read the rest...

...Poverty grot and grime Have existed throughout time A place where intellect and truth cannot shine All of this is embodied on Isle 49 Segregated due to types and shapes Men acting like thoughtless a......Read the rest...

...Turning into an angelic beast, Here is the ugly Narcissist.... For others! She cared least, Here's the ugly Narcissist. When the plot of life got revealed, She had a role to lead. Sanguine She, was ......Read the rest...

... My tennis court sits at the back of my plot; I want to be good, so play quite a lot. The net I’ve repaired, with string and a knot. I’ve painted the lines. (Last year I forgot.) I mow o......Read the rest...

...Swinging Goat Goat a swinging in the thunderbox, (outside toilet) in the dunny like a bagged ox, Kids come home from the flics ol mate, (movies) Bowels ready to operate, Jerk ......Read the rest...