Hooded Poems - Poems about Hooded

...My dad built a house on a hill. How exciting to climb to the tippy-top then look down upon the roof, and dog home, the bean garden, and to sled the slope in Winter white. eyes delirious dazzled, ......Read the rest...

... A perfect triangle As he stood in the shadow Of the dead eye windows of his home His face alway up Stars or cries of cloud his theatre The sounds that based from his neon lit blue ears He ......Read the rest...

...You were dressed in a midnight blue Hooded cloak, the full moon an apparition Of your face. I fell in love with the eternal abyss of your Heart and pondered upon the fists you clenched Fiercely......Read the rest...

...Harold the Hugh Hefner wannabe carrot top... spry buck analogous to energizing bunny jump/kickstarted procreation ruckus. Home on the range cacophony quite absurd PlayBoy Bunny herd and f......Read the rest...

...Dead Men's Words What is it about dead men's words That has people turning into turds Reading, quoting these, gives them a right Others to judge and them to slight I see and hear those dead ......Read the rest...

... Struggling With carrying branches to dry for kindling, Cursing the seemingly extra long winter and those who keep bringing it; a shadow drifts over me like a primordial raven, and a rush of......Read the rest...

... Sun, so tired, into the Pacific, now doth take its rest. While the cold, homeless, head for hooded, warm tents. The melancholy, grateful poetess, joyful to see the moon, ......Read the rest...

...Born into a world with only one hand to hold Delivered by eyes impassive to his existence cold fingers brought no warmth to his welcome While no strength held him high. The yearning in his eyes ......Read the rest...

...An advent of raptors loiters over mall roofs. hooded eyes scope the neon-lit spaces, the concreted waste lands. We wake to their screams as if this were High Sierra, not Ohio where parent’s try......Read the rest...

...WINTER IN AN IOWA CORNFIELD Why start nattering about lucky tracks Neath a tarnished night of a waning storm? Haystacks in a disciplined platoon wait With hooded coats, caves of hibernation, S......Read the rest...

...WHAT TIME IS IT? A shadow crosses my mind And stops. An old familiar figure Sent to me in this place From memories Long ago forgotten. A lonely basket Of a girl with no age In a room cry......Read the rest...

...Wings of bat spread on curved moon’s mystique screen, autumn air rents in howl of goblins green, moon dust blue hue pumpkins spray. Trick or treat masked children say, awake in weird nig......Read the rest...

...Shadows in the eyes, my eyes, their eyes All with hooded masks of intention All with the same contradictions I forgot to mention The shade covers up and blind's reality All without the laws of c......Read the rest...

... “Ten Years, Somewhere in their Lost Neighbourhood” Of course, he said, like a god, there is no course, one must simply go with the flow the penumbra stands waivering its ......Read the rest...

...Oh life! I was on a ride of life, going happily around the beautiful world! I had everything... but then this dark hooded figure, knocked on my door... I am not the same anymore because I no......Read the rest...