Headdresses Poems - Poems about Headdresses

...OLD AND NEW 2 : BOARDROOM Jackal preyed on dimpled dolls smiling gold on slender wrist nosing down a slippery path scowling schoolboy promoted beyond his mediocre castle Mammals sat on......Read More

...Tall red and pink-tipped spears reach for the nothing-at-all blue sky, all washed out with sunshine. The tight wrapped buds of the hollyhocks are too high for us to reach, but Imogen can. You and I w......Read More

... As dusk settled to star-filled night, they finally came. Amongst the burning huts, he knelt before the two Gods, their bright white skin flickering red anger within the light of the fire. One st......Read More

...                         ~*~*~*~ A ROCKETTE Of course, I always wanted to be. With tanned long legs, so heavenl......Read More

...fluffy delight left by grateful spirit found sometimes on headdresses or risqué fan dancers or Bob Mackie’s Cher costumes decorative in all ways especially if you are a bird owls are short ......Read More

...A Pupil of Papua New Guinea I live in a village deep in the jungle And cross rivers on foot and by wooden boat Westerns have come but have not taken our pride Village men perform an ancie......Read More

...Acrobats in the center ring Ballerina bears on balls and bicycles Cavalcades of clowns with calliopes Dancing damsels in glittery corsets and tulle skirts Elephants parade in wrinkled suits Fir......Read More

...A myth and a fable can be found on a table. When an old man does look in an ancient book. Dragons and periodic charts do not mix. But historical inaccuracies a horse with wings can fix. Flee flee fle......Read More

...Blue bird,pink bird,orange bird,black bird. Wow. A beak festival. No headdresses required. Just peck peck peck. Now that is remarkable particularly when in such perfected rhythm. Thrusting throwing t......Read More

... As the moon and sun share the fabric of a fading song of ancient blues a ceremony of torch light identity ensues chieftains in regalia of royal feather headdresses and mantles of warrior mania a......Read More

...Visions The trail failed into a single wavy vision, Sideswiped by jingles racing faster than us. Shortly ahead were cut-out caves. We rested. Closed our red puffed eyes. Dreamed of what mig......Read More

...Jingaling sticks, headdresses bright Like full-bellied lightning bugs They shook with flight ......Read More

...I wear your love like a garment, like a sheet it covers me. It drapes over my shoulders and wraps around my waist. It blankets my heart. As natives wear headdresses and tribesmen wear beads, ident......Read More

...Little Indian girls with their wild dark braids running barefoot whisper in the wind a call to their wild horses untamable as a true Indian brave is feathers of red and yellow make up their h......Read More

...The world was a cold place in the time of hats. The past, and would be present place a cold place. Fedoras, Stetsons, and Stovepipe hats Scottish Tam o’shanters, Raccoon caps and feathered he......Read More