Grotto Poems - Poems about Grotto

...Neigh say being corralled & cult shod "Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis" translation = thus always I bring death to tyrants.” Above the fray of twittering, squabbling, and madding crowd......Read the rest...

... A 'pope' is a quatrain form of 3 lines of 8 syllables and 1 line of 4 (offset)punchline ,with a rhyming scheme of a,b,a.b and is labelled such after the English poet,Alexander Pope(1688-1744) His......Read the rest...

...There’s an old village green where a marquee was seen I don’t do ‘Bah humbug’, don’t want to be mean A little fake snow ain’t a Christmassy scene But the reindeer and Santa Claus might well have b......Read the rest...

...The sun was rising high in the east over the town of Milton creek It was the eighteenth day of December, the start of Christmas week All the store fronts were decorated; it was a colourful sigh......Read the rest...

...Legacy accompanied with inadequacy DESPAIR RING uninvited GUESTS linkedin as the themes of mein kampf. Despite countless factorial permutations & combinations, this cyber surfer avails left and......Read the rest...

...It was a dark hole into an Aladdin's cave of old tools. A small window gave the only light and fell on a rough sawn bench wearing scars inflicted by years of use. Saw cuts, drill holes and the......Read the rest...

...If only the hateful blind could see All the vistas of felicity Found in here, and found in there Found everywhere at every stare Found in the sea which marine adore It's placidly waves pours......Read the rest...

...Glory to thermodynamics in general... and generation of heat in particular cuz yours truly spoiled with trappings of Western Civilization. How ideal I imagine to dwell in a self sufficie......Read the rest...

...Self help addict needles unsuspecting reader Expounded late today April 27th, 2023 since being written countless years ago maybe a baker's dozen as thee doodling cock doth crow scouting abo......Read the rest...

...I find little wrong with lotto. They don’t play it in a grotto: Hotels and parks lovers go to; Camera free with its photo, On some scene of play priest’s motor. He knew where the rivers flow to.......Read the rest...

...Cassandra’s groom was calling to her, but she did not hear him She had entered a natural trance when she entered the grotto She was now Pythia, high priestess of the Temple of Apollo The most powe......Read the rest...

...Riotous revellers' laughter drifts up from their apricot lit late night haunts, four cafes are notoriously avoided venues for overindulgent consumption of alcohol. Across the street, from my thi......Read the rest...

...Each bon mot melts with Nuanced, age-old symbolic flavors -- Growing, changing, challenging me. Language arts baffle me. Institutional norms perplex me. Slowly, I listen for that precise sound.......Read the rest...

... An offering from my slush-pile in lieu of anything new Santa’s sleigh crash landed in the jungle He got caught in the branches of a tree He had a wound that could be turn......Read the rest...

...Tonight the act of naming fell through the floor. We speak permeable solids inflect’d by light. Things move indistinctly: a pine palette floats momentarily from semi truck’s bed, crosses its body......Read the rest...