Hemorrhage Poems - Poems about Hemorrhage

...Another day, another ghostly glitch The catholic church stained glass shouldn’t be as grey as it was today. More and more the molding frays I can hear the coffins softy coughing There are more a......Read the rest...

...Learning when/how to close seat then... flush... the toilet with good frisson! Bull leave me you, though how bison teen and juvenile from a sixty four year old married male no less! (alter......Read the rest...

...Do you think Pharts are Phunny Do you shake hands, hug or play bongos If a fellow employee pukes in their cubicle Do you…puke also …run away …gag until useless …get a waste basket in cas......Read the rest...

...Mister money bags no more Ah..., how I idolize the days of yore before June twentieth, and twenty first two thousand twenty three when utter senselessness wore, a trail of woe brutally ravagi......Read the rest...

...It's been forty years that had passed. That cool crisp crunch of golden fall, leaves had turned loose of their hold and spiraled down leaving no coat to be seen on the bare limbs. The endless bre......Read the rest...

...Utter brainless nincompoop in this poem heretofore addressing I wanna be forever free and clear from mortal anguish, and need more than a blessing - I need a miracle worker after confessing beh......Read the rest...

...In the avalanche, I lost track of my guiding light. I fled my fireside. I had to evacuate my homestead. Driven far astray by frenetic frozen fright, I was just a cowardly racing rescuing airhead.......Read the rest...

... Caught up in the shadowy, Silhouettes dancing, trembling Like wings in breathless Whispers, erasing all the fearless Memories, blending worry With confusion, desperation Despair a......Read the rest...

...Blood upon the keyboards harmonicas in flight Chasing notes across the score horns that greet the night Eighty eight’s to hemorrhage reeds that bend and break Music dying then reborn —trumpe......Read the rest...

...spoke kin like a true non establishmentarian. Wily wordsmith wields wisdom and wit renders requiem welcoming thee to visit, no matter foisting poetic riffraff (mine) necessitates applying fig......Read the rest...

...My poems are ghost-written. I scarcely identify the visitants Mingling with heedless shadows. Poltergeists outfit my words. Though we converse, I hardly know them, And seldom fathom Their pr......Read the rest...

...Like a gift unoffered, you've snatched my sweetheart! Lifeless, aimless, like her ghost I drag on here! Body cold! Bleached as washer-man thump! Hair still growing! Nails getting sharpened! Whi......Read the rest...

...Disastrous free-fall Into consuming ashes of heartbreak, He landed with deafening thud. Wounded, spirits deflated Rivulets o......Read the rest...

...Upon our (yours truly and his missus) exchanging holy matrimony vows Ultrasound allowed, enabled and provided obstetrician to zoom, image courtesy sonogram showing fledgling fetus, thus we ple......Read the rest...

...Just one copy left. I'd soon picked, 'My village', A renowned book of charming verses for the young; Much loved for illustrations and lucid language, And Rhythm such - every line could be easily s......Read the rest...