Hurling Poems - Poems about Hurling

...Every year in a village in Spain Is a festival kind of insane, For the people are stoked To get totally soaked By tomatoes and none will complain. Thousands flock to the town, well-aware That......Read the rest...

...Are we all just a figment of God's delusion? Is there a sign posted somewhere that I missed ... "Come all ye other Gods, come see what I have done! Come see me Grand Experiment at the edge of the Mi......Read the rest...

... I followed milky and mouldy scents, down cobbled and narrow paths, only to see it riddled with rats, feasting on Feta and Camembert, whilst the wine sipping Uppers prepared to clash against th......Read the rest...

...In the silent embrace of mystical twilight, I lose myself in deep introspections, Looking inward, feeling the silent barriers stretching around me, While the outer world buzzes with a feverish inte......Read the rest...

... The crowd shouted it was unmentionable, he was on their side; Their actions said it was okay from jump, he wasn’t one of their people. Mix red to blue then go in reverse, either way it alwa......Read the rest...

... Large boulders piled high stretch out into the bay and form a breakwater that shields the beach from high waves and heavy swells rolling in from southerly gales. I have stood there ......Read the rest...

...Down in the valley I was visited by stigmata A demon in various disguises Praying to be with our Lord Believing Satan wanted a war So be it, devil! Unsheathe your sword! What would the price......Read the rest...

... Written: June 16, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hope had gray hair and looked downcast, Amid grieving and fears, hope is obscene. At night, just a ro......Read the rest...

...Though I am but a Janitor Roger White A dim yellow light filters the tiny room with shadow and pale glow. In a bucket - trickle, splash, whirl, woosh, trickle. The door groans and quietly latches......Read the rest...

...Broad moon rapidly drops six feet out of view. A shadow casts on stodgy, trickling of creek. Sharply, a face breaks ground, above plot’s subdue. The late dead stars fall on waters, dammed and weak......Read the rest...

...Cornwall is almost an island, Thanks to the river Tamar and the sea, Its indigenous inhabitants are us Cornish and We Cornish are a nation - and will always be. Kernow (Cornwall) boasts its own......Read the rest...

... break … my heart? you did not break my heart you COULD not break my heart I utilized all the “Yous” that came before constructing barriers that you, in your most formidably malodorous and ......Read the rest...

...I ripped the curtain from the window to have a good view of what was transpiring outside, someone must have fallen from the roof top and lay dead on the road side, a little crowd had gathered around ......Read the rest...

...“Wandering through empty and crowded streets with no destination in sight and sleeping under the sky with the fire burning inside was my life, the life of a vagabond. Survival is a funny game and lif......Read the rest...

...Nimbus clouds are spinning and swirling Lightning is swiftly sending his bolts hurling Silver spears he's throwing to Earth are my cue to boom before a violent storm passes through When I roar,......Read the rest...