Howls Poems - Poems about Howls

I was baptized in the howls of wolves, under the lattice of thorns of ancient winds, My veins are mapped by serpents, my pulse beats to the rhythm of forgotten beasts, All who fear kneel, but I stand untamed in the midst of the storm, Unsculpted by the hand of time, unyielding in the face of attempts to...

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howling storms of fear ricochet through old farmhouse even the floors creek...

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Though his tone is quite gregarious And his intent softly nefarious He is ever so meek His tongue in his cheek His double entendre hilarious ...

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like a round brass gong afternoon sun burns in sky~ tarmac road steaming dry leaves swirl around canals and pools lie distraught~ lands yawn, mouths open...

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Under Soft Moonlit Skies, Lonely Howls Heard Within wolfen heart, her hellish hunger arose, ultimate power to destroy as yet unknown- she lit her candle and caressed a red rose crying in the light, far away her dreams had blown, yet mercy and future shed a torrent of tears- as streams formed, away melted life's darkest fears. Watching as golden moon, its...

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In that wood so dark and deep where ne'er but silent shadows sleep there spectral images e'er do creep in that darkened wood so deep In that wood of shadows long where ghouls and ogres there do throng there where spells are cast in song there in that wood of shadows long In that wood so still and dark where...

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Consumed in flash madness I started to climb the mountain from trivial to acute throes of life at the peak none was sad I want to sing, I want to cry with the howls of wind an urge to jump, free as a bird for the last glance, I turned Found I never left....

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I can feel the wolf as it howls to the moon It looks like a good luck sign But, the wolf will not stop howling because it is his defense...

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Triple H is howling her fury Heating up Europe Helping them to shut down Having her way Triple H is smiling and smug Heating up houses Helping babies to be miserable Having to sit on their mamas Triple H is loving her power Heating up tempers Helping people to argue and fight Having no control over their anger...

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Howls The wolf howls An innocent, painful cry Mocking the lamb Soft is it’s wool Grass is in its mouth Deception in its eyes Lies, despised Cold as winter’s snow It’s colors shall come to light Straw, stick and brick It sought the three little pigs Pink, bubble gum is its shade Plump ,jelly and merry are they It eats the still beating heart A...

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This is power in words that speak the truth begging to the bone of its essence cold justice a brain washed mass of society have followed the pied piper when certain rights have been removed time is running out for real democracy to be in any shade effective corruption is the source of chaos when...

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Well I just can't decide if I wanna live or I'm gonna die It's hurting like a disease and I really need to fly So I'm searching for a reason to give life one more try But all I get is pain disappointment yet again So it seems like it's the time, to...

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Awaken to the biting wind howls while the sky darkened and the thunder scowls. The distance sounds of birds flock across the darkened sky. Sounds of crunching over the earth startled awake an owl to fly. Flash of lighting then the sound, sending waves of fear, a pulsing heart; lost in the darkness, of pounding rain, and...

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Moon's gleam flooding the dusk lighten the heavens and hell alike; He feared no more as his spirit demised submitting to shadows, thinning the wike; He has no soul to shed a tear, for his first prey had bore their heir; Memories haunt the maddened slave ...

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When I first heard of “poetry howls,” I said to myself, “how sad”; is poetry meant to wake the dead or liven the living (though I’ve read of the living dead)? haven’t we enough noise around to confound and confuse a universe of smaller sounds, en train thoughts, low sung birds? haven’t we...

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