Jackboot Poems - Poems about Jackboot

... Actual aptitude and action almost always align aright. Beautiful bliss, beastly belligerent behaviors: both burn bright. Caringly convinced, cantankerous curmudgeons collapse, contrit......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...

...Peachy keen verboten maiden jailbait USA plum ova ripe fruit inevitably, inimitably, invariably,... whets whistle pubescent magic flute impossible mission to rein with absolute zero sucks esse t......Read the rest...

...No particular rhyme nor, reason explains to boot within mind of this (boyish looking) ole coot, why sudden flashback didst kickstart metered metrical foot when during bout with anorexia nervo......Read the rest...

...Diary Notes: Lamentable laissez-faire …the lêche cul is back every cell of her a seething surging cesspool of putrid suck the darling of the Prusso-Lepeniste mu......Read the rest...

...1. Betrayal builds up with great energy winning my man comes with a heavy bill of cost. The third, trying to make us two unhitched brings out thunderous evil from a Timpani coveting from a loved......Read the rest...

...FASCIST STATE They did not come upon us like blitzkrieg in the night or goose step into town like a plague of parasites. They crept on us like shadows in increments so small they did not see......Read the rest...

...Dark to black and beaten skin to living bone. Chosen by name and marked by birth. You hang me, cajole me and yellow badge me. You segregate, strip and stick me. Jackboot, shoot and gas me, ......Read the rest...

...A Spring afternoon racing marathon miles - a crowd thick with families, runners and smiles, shocked and bloodied by the burst of bomb’s twin blast decimating the thrill of the finish line to be pa......Read the rest...

...I bent down to pick up a penny from the frozen ground. I could smell myself, the acrid stench of sweat and soot, the taint of vapored vagrancy that marked my movements, masking me from the reality......Read the rest...

...As they leave, They leave for us Calabash full of sorrow and agony They leave for men a plate of frustration And desperation. As they leave They leave for women nothing But cups of tears an......Read the rest...

...How I recall empathic tastes Of winter frost, And the bite of winds that railed against The trees, Dispersed with such unease The deafening cries of those Who loved and lost. Mimicking in th......Read the rest...

...They slipped their chains and spread their brains On walls of bricks and mortar, Bared their teeth in their belief, Prepared themselves for slaughter. Howled aloud in the smoke and cloud That ......Read the rest...

...Hearken - comes frost, snow, comes hail; comes sounds - echoes, whispers, soft post-mortem screams; scalpel dripping whines, hisses, squealing smithereens; silvery dust-blown comes mou......Read the rest...