Hunting Knife Poems - Poems about Hunting Knife

...THE DESERT THE WILDERNESS THE STORM I am parched, my back is arched, my body racked with pain, Nothing green in sight, my thirst, my plight, eyes playing tricks on me again. An illusion......Read the rest...

...On a clear crisp morning All was quiet and still Suddenly without warning A scream that will make you ill The house lit up like Blackpool And all around was concerned People running like crazy ......Read the rest...

...~ SIR GALAHAD's RETURN ~ Sir Galahad's returned to life Hurrah! Huzzah! and Yippee-Yay! He's bought himself a hunting knife... Strange appetites of steeds these days Demanding noodles, but n......Read the rest...

...Finally, I would have a good night's sleep In this big mansion I always have dreamt of The mansion that once belonged to a man To whom I bestowed my disguised fondness To fulfil my affection for ......Read the rest...

...Robert Bear was sixteen years and lived south of Jackson Hole. Where he was tired of a living and the dreams that it had stole. He wished for peace and quiet so he found a hunting knife. And bored......Read the rest...

...He parks up the street Then shuts his lights off Keeps the engine running Only one thing on his thoughts He sits silently still With engine idled and running He has come up with a plan He ho......Read the rest...

...Word Lyric for Music #4 ”Hearing the Wind in Garden City” Got off the train at silent midnight, Standing in the glow of a swerving streetlight,, Then I heard something fly through the center ......Read the rest...

...She was lost and cried all night, heart broken and sad Old wounds ached from countless jagged scars and flaws It was an evil monster, abusive and powerfully bad From its sadistic, tormenting ways,......Read the rest...

...(after Alfred de Vigny) He glided through the somber pines, a shark in surly ocean. In truth, I loved his sleek, low lines, the danger in his motion. Wild creatures do the best they can ......Read the rest...

...I have this recurring fantasy. I travel to northern Ontario and hire a bush pilot who flies me to the Great Slave Lake. It is a one way trip. I carry my trusty Ronco Survival Knife that I bought ......Read the rest...

...Love went to the liquor store She bought a bottle Drank until the bottle was dry Walked on over to the hardware store Where there she bought a hunting knife Love sliced open my chest Her ha......Read the rest...

...Warm Heart Warm Hands Evening fell with blizzard snow along the lake It had turned to a thick smooth sheet of ice Shades of gray black set in with the twilight Ghost images of swirling snow Ch......Read the rest...

...Christmas eve It wasn't quite a silent night wrapping and bows had taken flight the girls were stirring in their bed cause egg nogg'ed parents had made their stead They giggled and jostle......Read the rest...

...To Kill The Choctaw Cow The Choctaw Nation Oklahoma, with proud and noble people Hunting is our nature and our way Pretty Tail was a family member, a friendly cow She gave us milk for many moon......Read the rest...

...~Woody Wood From the Hood~ Deep, inside yourself, you walk a sour way of life, Carving my name, on every tree with a hunting knife You log in, then log out A Birdman So Fickle, he Stinks of dou......Read the rest...