Hilts Poems - Poems about Hilts

...her heart hangs in halves hollowed and hinged upon hooks his halo now horns - - - ......Read the rest...

... Bagpipes conveying the delight Of a country filled with insight Swinging their kilts in accord With their song of joy, so adored They color the world in green Appreciating the good que......Read the rest...

...I walk back Along the path That once Filled me With tribulation Each bend And stumbling block Another knife In me back I still see Anger Splayed across faces And hands Going for hilts W......Read the rest...

...In the beginning this boat was bare, Greenest with infant's sinless stare; Before soles more selfish than sane Had trodden its dreary derelict main. First to blacken its still-tiptop form ......Read the rest...

...Chapter..........1..........Part..........1..........4. Now, mighty ones, I return to sing the song of Alahsar, now, come with me, once more, let us stand in the priceless dream, like the eag......Read the rest...

...III. He was dragged into the king’s audience room, the queen and several children were there, tears streaked down Queen Endela’s handsome face, she clearly knew a mother’s worst despair. The k......Read the rest...

... brash … you are my petite paramour the 'alternative' thang goin’ on dyed, purple-red hair perfectly-placed piercings and tats (just enough to tantalize) though nothing could befuddle the ......Read the rest...

...Embrace me When the world forgets When the clouds drift by, unnoticed Embrace me Like the gentle breeze raging on A starlit, night sky, an illusion passing me by untethered Embrace me w......Read the rest...

...At the bend of the road A variant lizard basking Approaching a golden mask Created by the galloping sun. The scenic valley cut in two By bulldozers and their men Where hills learned to smoke ......Read the rest...

...((Sequel to 'Battle')) Silence. Men marched, out of step Away from the rising sun that cast the sodden ground In shades of blood. Heavy, blistered feet Clad in boots of worn and faded leather......Read the rest...

...Time stands still for the cooler king, Hey, Hilts, throw the baseball and Don't sweat a thing; Listen up close and the bell will ring And the cons in their cradles will swing and swing. Th......Read the rest...