Hideouts Poems - Poems about Hideouts

...When the sun goes down She comes to town Gazing all around Yet no one has found fireflies lit the darkest night cry of cricketers in their hideouts, break the silence at night. Her hope ch......Read the rest...

...Growing up in Podunk Missouri, meant that we had the freedom to roam. Up and down rivers and wooded hills, those places that we called home. Picked berries, peaches, plums, and cherries, and a......Read the rest...

...That’s’ what they do in Theo’s lodge: All sorts of wrong papers forge; There every nosing cop dodge, Who’d rogues from hideouts disgorge… In Theo’s lodge would hoodlums surge, Sweet crime at ......Read the rest...

...Crabs tip toe along the bottom daintily picking at morsels with their crushing claws. This is an arena for carnivores, creatures made for tearing flesh, or picking carcasses clean with a kiss. ......Read the rest...

...Impossible mission to captcha infinitesimal moment alternately titled: tick tock runneth amuck seconds elapse imperceptibly leaving me dumbstruck, how quickly fleeting tempus fugit; ofttimes......Read the rest...

...Poetry grows in silence, and darkling the imagination in the clouds begins the sky besides, we don't conceive how it is right... On limbo we stand still, we await any solution, this life is......Read the rest...

...I’ve never really wished To be a child again. For growing up’s too hard To even put to pen. But somehow, in my mind, The difficulties fade. The memories that linger Are joys that childhood mad......Read the rest...

...When I was very young All I really wanted To be was an Indian. My mother always read to me - Stories of fairies and elves, Of princesses and ogres, witches, And brownies who did good deeds. Po......Read the rest...

...Sorry, no graceful way to say his.... Your friends and family under green grass lie. Body filled with odious pride, the hand of death shall pass you by? As self inflicted hideouts lie. No adori......Read the rest...

...I hear a child bemoan in dreams, reclaiming dreams, His dreams he dreams alone of flying with songbirds, Picking and chewing, oozing juicy fruits in teams, And dancing gaily, prancing to the tun......Read the rest...

...Bricks of pain heaved on feeble frame Hell’s ring tone in fragile ears Exits incomparable in life’s little memory A goddess gone, the pillar of a heart’s strength. Lured above reason by fables,......Read the rest...

...Soul droops when the weather is wet, darkened days, drizzle on windows, Wife watching same soaps,I detest, no one to talk, no friends, no foes! Birds take a nap in their hideouts, cat warming ......Read the rest...

...L ynn is how my name’s pronounced I ntegrity and imagination the ideals N otably nostalgic on occasion E clectic maybe even a little eccentric M otivated by a playful muse O pen-minded at time......Read the rest...

...They sit on the thrones.. Yes, they sit higher than God, But call themselves servants.. Of whom? Ego or obsession? Or some kind of mental sickness?... They proclaimed themselves leaders. But g......Read the rest...

...Oh my soul what hails you? Oh my soul what awaits you? Oh my soul why are you in despair? Oh my soul I have not deserted you Oh my soul I have something to share Oh my soul I am still here. I......Read the rest...