Jowls Poems - Poems about Jowls

... An Introduction to Max Hi, I am a Mastiff cross and my name is Magical Max. To be precise it’s actually Magical Maxi the Wonder Dog but you can call me Max. That’s not to say I possess ma......Read the rest...

...Stuffed heads on imposing walls beady glass eyes, glare. The house is stuffed with horns, tusks, fangs, and jowls. Many a taxidermic glower, gazes down, with a moth-farmed visage. Slaughtere......Read the rest...

... The atmosphere was alive and palpable, surreal really as the aegean blue of electrons after a summer downpour, where the crickets take a short reprieve to zen the petrichor. ......Read the rest...

... Crimson streams down Salvant fluid at the jowls, D r a g o n fruit k i t t y......Read the rest...

...My jowls are large They make me look glum I am not though Said Viking Dog Hum Where did you get your helmet? Asked an inquisitive cat I was born with it on What do you think of that?......Read the rest...

... A shaggy dog espied a graceful cat She arched her back, he fell flat on his jowls, she pivoted - nose up His paws akimbo, Shaggy arfed Wait, dear cat, I can explain tha......Read the rest...

...Our enemies the Philistines As we were taught in Sunday school Are extras in the battle lines To die, as we were born to rule What lovely racists we’ve become Programmed to hate our nation’s f......Read the rest...

...I had heard of down in the dumps But down in the dogs? Her jowls matched her rumps Her face was a log She’s an old lady Leave her be someone said But she was loony tunes too Hilarious inside......Read the rest...

... Parchment reach reap, continual column Turns over huge too ripe drooping vegetables Dirt encrusted, grit bitter varietal problem Sown hammock slack jowls of expired ......Read the rest...

...She sat outside the coffee shop elbows propped up on a small circular blue metal table with a frosted glass top, starring intently at morning traffic and passersby. A partially eaten pastry o......Read the rest...

...Steam at the mug's brim warms my cheeks From the upstairs window, glassy as the sea A distant island's timber speaks and I watch the sun begin to peak. Below, the dock rattles as bodies s......Read the rest...

...Ginger and Pickle store; what is that? She asked. I had no idea; I was pouring last drop from a flask. It is where I keep my lemonade, because it feels cool. Besides it makes the others crazy, in ......Read the rest...

...What do you write about? She asks me. Her jowls are hanging down her face onto her knees. She has not smiled for a long time. Freckles, grizzly bears, paint, lipstick, joy, success, Jewelry, St......Read the rest...

.... …Just enough To cause mine Stir hern midriff chiseled her cambers......Read the rest...

...Stuffed heads on stuffed walls beady glass eyes glare. The house is stuffed with horns, tusks, fangs, and jowls. The heads are taxidermized; constantly maintained by moths. The walls are ......Read the rest...