Intemperate Poems - Poems about Intemperate

...No storm as unpredictable as she who leaves annihilation where she walks; no telling what intemperate mood she’s in – a maelstrom that conceals a sultry beauty. No effort to be fashioned as we li......Read the rest...

...Your sweet breaths and perfumes provoke so, have I found love in this drift of circumstance? DO you love me? If so, pray, swear it on the tireless sea, whose thrashing cold, intemperate waters w......Read the rest...

...I went down to watch the ocean this morning - well, Long Island Sound anyway. My last chance for a while, classes start tomorrow. I wonder sometimes how I can be refreshed by that gray, drizzly, mela......Read the rest...

...“You wound, like Parthians, while you fly, and kill with a retreating eye.” Samuel Butler DODGING PARTHIAN SHOTS (WHILE STALKING GOLIATH AND TRENCH) By ELZBIETA BIENGA Edited by ELSI TRESÉD......Read the rest...

... Storm is fierce but I elect To wend my way towards the beach Clad in foul weather gear I suspect 'twill be a push to reach. Down a path, that's far too long Hampered by intemperate......Read the rest...

...Traveler Without Rucksack By Sy Roth Aloneness, the traveler without rucksack Beats the miles into your feet A bare necessity for the nomad For there are morns and sinking suns to see In the ......Read the rest...

...Dreams in the Bunk By Sy Roth An aching tired eats away, Slurping at his soul Yearning wakefulness from the darkness. He heaved. Sigh in a soft world of crimson-waving flowers Dancing a......Read the rest...

...he just meant to go for a pit stop of water fell off the wagon and drowned once again on the road to futile self-imposed slaughter conflict full blown addiction and endless pain once a ......Read the rest...

...Though torrents of blinding snow fall furious though storms spit lightning cracks limbs shreds my cloaks diminishes me reckon this I endure I fight I prevail My stoic resolve undau......Read the rest...

...From my Blog: Of Byron, Keats And Shelley, A Few Words (1.) Of Byron And A Visit I Once Had Alas! Youth and its joy away has flown I wake at the break of day with a groan the smooth mirro......Read the rest...

...Have been accused that the splendor of love has my praise, constant change and its stimulation for the awaken days. The longing, the calm, the touch and its astonishment, illimitable desires, its ......Read the rest...

...she had lost the plot long before in an insane labyrinth of her mind trapped in the rat race of high speed and the volume on full blast incarcerated shackled and straight jacketed thumb screws ......Read the rest...

...The clown juggled his feelings in front of an incredulous crowd Life is a circus and even a fool’s manna does not fall from heaven He had balls to impose his mask and mascara onto instant appla......Read the rest...

...I’m not writing this for you, silent intemperate witness the same rain paints your canvas but lifeless self neurosis constricts and binds rainbows from adorning walls of crashing acidic lies ......Read the rest...

...T railing along a serpentine lane, curiosity allows H unt of one mysterious journey where glimpses trace E vening's silhouette reflecting a dream-like scenery. H eavy vines enshroud an old man......Read the rest...