Gunpowder Poems - Poems about Gunpowder

...The sun has brung out a low spinescene against the brush housing thrush and pheasants My father moves as death, silhouetted A proper Shropshire lad I hang my neck In shame and solidarity. The ......Read the rest...

...No one’s exactly sure how this buffalo in the 1960s Found its way to live in the heart of the city How it separated from a sky stampede How the great beast dropped its guard and refused to riot W......Read the rest...

...Pikes held high, Flags fill the sky, Drummer boys sound the beat, Musket men are on their feet. White smoke swirls, ram down the ball really hard, Pour in the gunpowder to make the charge. ......Read the rest...

...Pleasure and exposure, closure All of you steams and then boils over All of you gleams and beckons closer Raised well, all “yes, sir” “no, sir” Naked edges, hollow scratches, Bear witness a......Read the rest...

...Right up until you were honest I found hope in the regressing of your sentences From fine wine to a poisoned chalice Remembering you in the corner of the grocery store Sparked the overwhelmin......Read the rest...

...Halfway along a train of thought a single passenger, just you, as nimble as a soft-pawed cat, stepped out onto a deserted platform. Out of my heart, a great rocket of desire raced away into a......Read the rest...

...I’m not afraid of rejection I’m afraid of the phoenix that will rise from my spine with the threat of treason Suppress the flame and walk away Use your once tempted fingers to point yourself in......Read the rest...

...LONDON 1605 It’s Guy Fawkes And the foiled Gunpowder plot We will remember November Fifth Bonfire night Each year Bang! ......Read the rest...

...Written: October 22, 2023, ______________________________ Slight-shaped stygian sign swung in fiendish award Witchy mage threw itchy gunpowder and abhorred......Read the rest...

...Hanging Queen. The killer Queen's serpentine glean Like a field of sunflowers: Smell of gunpowder filled with gelatine. Medicine and melancholy, wound-filled barley. Bloodbound fairground, gla......Read the rest...

...To see one is rare but to buy one is obscene. A tall snob. She casts frowns from under her gables. He, the new owner, is in the cellar to clean Dusting and throwing out boxes without labels. Ca......Read the rest...

...Pretty like the crystalline canyon rocks - Fair like a deer wandering in the morn' - With the Great Spirit as a faithful witness A baby girl named Red Feather was born And for her onyx eye......Read the rest...

... unique marbled clouds autumn gunpowder and ink - windmills exhausted ......Read the rest...

...So fashioned with intrepidation; I’m a strawberry time bomb; Wound up; Unstable means go harder; Gunpowder in hand detonate ......Read the rest...

...It is the singing bird. It is the yellowing pages of old books gathering dust; It is hot bread. It is the sun, our beautiful laughs, and forgotten past. It is the sunflowers, and the grace with......Read the rest...