Heaped Poems - Poems about Heaped

... CLOUDS Compact aqua masses. Cumulus ! The heaped stuff. Cumulates water drops. Constellate in dense form. Clouds gather and roaring.. Covers sky to shower. ......Read More

...(I) I am the vessel of flesh the libertine lecher heaped in the ash of Mosaic burnt offerings I search for a lifeline with both eyes entombed, wishfully sinking in my antediluvian covenant ......Read More

... Grazing upon my hide, lumbering, ravenous beasts farm, crop, and munch upon the harvest rich-fields of my squamous integrum. The dermatologist tells me not to worry, that it’s just the no......Read More

...June nineteenth one hundred and fifty years ago Juneteenth hint: three hundred and sixty six days after eighteen sixty four. Major General Gordon Granger led the Union Soldiers to Galveston,......Read More

... Daylight wipes its face. I travel through a door unlocking an attic of mind. If I had a best pair of pants I would wear them but I have only the next to best. Small unnamed birds are cla......Read More

...Belize was where her father chose to live. She was his one offspring, and he, a businessman. His grocery store/saloon always bustling, Attention getting womanizer, he pulled her early from school......Read More

...We four men raise our hands with blood lacerated to be written upon a book named doom. Whose words bring that which was grasped and phased into our minds by ghoulish men with scales in their hearts a......Read More

...April fools' occurs first day of fourth month Ordinarily all manner of tomfoolery doth abound, celebrated for countless centuries by different cultures, though exact origins remain shroud......Read More

... Hi Winter, how we feel your icy touch! The earth remains under your freezing clutch. All trees stand sleeping in the biting cold. And the sun has lost its bright sheen of gold. From nowhe......Read More

... Hi Winter, how we feel your icy touch! The earth remains under your freezing clutch. The trees stand huddled in the numbing cold. And the sun has lost its bright sheen of gold. From nowhe......Read More

... We are victims Tied with common fetters Loosed in thoughts of varied choices and desires Loosely searching to make ends meet: The meeting at this spot, Either to go or stay, is a choice. ......Read More

... How do you feel when you look to the skies..? the cumulus inspired your innocent imagination with playful marshmallow fantasies — the sun peeked from behind peony-puffs of airy white to adm......Read More

...You don’t look much like a strawberry, moon But you do look like a shortcake in June Round and gold and waiting for that sweet mess Of strawberries and syrupy sugar, oh yes I can sort of see it......Read More

... 'Breaking the Trauma Bond' Do you still like me? Let me count the ways. The tired old familiar abuse, The ugly scowl, The “get outta here’s!” “Don’t give me that kind of sh..t!!” ......Read More

...crystal clear cute cubes heaped into hills, frills, and flakes --- white carpet around ......Read More