Kilter Poems - Poems about Kilter

Sun off kilter tanning the wheat— The crows broke into her cold fast, As breeze stir dropped its sweetness by The dark golden, her soupy flesh. From childhood not cooling like The sun off kilter tanning the wheat Comes a girl's faithfulness on skin— The atmosphere for pressing heat. A sweat thaw on her boundless brow— The girl running lost, wild and free; The sun...

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Off kilter Yup I sobered up despite expressing regular (unleaded and unlettered) urge to shtup expunged courtesy system of a down with shuga (mush) and everything nice. The following crafted some time ago, when empty nest syndrome pulled me psyche taut analogous to an outstretched bow yet the shadow of mine eldest of two adult charming progeny, would be aghast and crow against her papa posting erotica...

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One day a piper, with stylish intent, Wore a tartan kilt, in full regiment. But with far too much swagger, He sat down on his dagger. Now he laments, in a high pitched accent. 5...

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Do we ever get to expose the real person inside? When the layers of sub diversion and control create our disguise. Do we ever stop toning and shaping our feel of what’s wrong or right? So many interpretations we are forced to yield darken our skies. Do we ever know love and it’s true power without filter? Pretend, exaggerate, give...

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Jolly old Happy Jack enjoys all the notoriety Adds much spice to life and gives it variety Never once said I have a level head A little off kilter but surely no scourge on society...

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