Known As Poems - Poems about Known As

Spring (also known as vernal) equinox arrives March 20th, 2025 at 5:01?AM in Northern Hemisphere out of hibernation, sans mancave, I will climb eastern standard time, when calendrical, celestial, and chronological prime airy factors mark onset of temperate clime mitt, also coincides with 'super worm equinox moon,' to this Earthling, would appear no larger than a dime though ironically enough, said satellite of Earth closest to this oblate spheroid whatever esoteric...

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Usually don't know if I'm coming or going A confused old dude is what I mean Even sometimes put the cart before the horse Makes for an real interesting scene So now you know, I have finally confessed Can't keep it a secret any longer I'm quite a bit different from you other dudes I'm a certified strange kind of author See things...

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Ruse of the evil grimace also known as "Blondie" A real hunter (and huntress), she stands five feet and tips the scales at most one hundred pounds. Despite looking like a little girl, her stock in trade masks that diabolical mean mien streak evocation. Said bipedal hominid creature haunts outer limits of the twilight zone, where dark shadows hoover along the edge...

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Heard the word often when I was younger A “shut-in” is what I'm referring to Have finally reached that sad state of affairs Methinks we'll all make it through Until a few years ago life's been a blast Sure seems like I've been on a high Everything has been turning up roses Living with stars in my eyes Now I glance out my...

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Twixt Spring and Summer time, Warm air congeals the cool and draws a line. Far across the waters, farther than eyes can see, Warm winds begin to dance with the currents of the sea. Hurricane season lurks just ahead, and WE wait, hoping for nothing that dreads. Each season and region sparks its own havoc, and WE learn to dance between destruction...

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Harold Shipman, known as Fred, killed 250 patients dead. A serial killer prolific - “Angel of Death” or “Mr Horrific”? In Shipman’s Aftermath Medical practice in England got changed so that if others also deranged would try to do the same things as he they couldn’t deceive so easily! The day before age 58 he hanged himself, a fitting fate. A monument to his victims do...

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A Mystic from 13th Century Siena, Italy. She was a popular curiosity in town, because of her many visions, ecstasies, and miracles. Once in a hospital a maid came upon Aldobrandesca in a trance. The saint appeared cataleptic, muscles rigid, unconscious and without feeling. Aldobrandesca’s biographer says the woman screamed in fear, summoning all to see...

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All the voices of the ages recognized within our own, these few words we know, arranged and rearranged, to shape our hearts that you may know us, say the things that make life matter, stay the ash that fires scatter, make of us a moment to be shared. this voice, that word, sounds so full and...

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Heretofore stuffing said scandalous fête worst day of year turkeys do hate though vegan lifestyle sweeping culinary tables of late though me and the missus still omnivorous foods sate palates sprinkled (of course while mouths full with borscht, and eyes wide shut) with garbled tête-à-tête yum pumpkin pie for dessert, I can hardly wait! I credit our "star student," a twenty something recent University of Penn alumna currently residing in...

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Years down the road we will be known as flappers In 1929 we are known as outrageous open hussies Shunned by the church-y women, loved by the nightclub crowd We are to be feared and adored, yin and yang, laugh at our frivolities. Play girls, fun-lovers, life enthusiasts, dancers, singers, swingers. We giggle and jiggle our way into your hearts,...

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(Start off: Narrative End with: Questionku) 'Twas a double blessed day for me, elated being first in honor of a past request, An invite said in soften tones, amidst a temperate glee, claims a righteous quest, Steady pace, then met with sermon, song and more with my regards 'tis best, Then home bound waits a feast, 'tis...

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Once upon a time there lived a girl that everyone called Sun Ray. Truly, her smile was like a ray of golden sun, for this young girl was always happy. Each day, she ran to greet her forest friends: the creatures of the forest, small and large. The people of the village, when they were in the forest, could hear Sun...

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An Icon known as Michael Such a shy and gentle child Arriving all singing all dancing Where he came from nobody knew For he was from another World Too fragile for ours, he became unfurled He danced like his idol Fred Astaire Loving the voice and moves of James Brown A perfectionist, unique in every performance He was always the Talk of...

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I, I don’t understand the book known as bible The book that is mostly common to many doors But the book that is not known and read by many souls The book that is carried by many But mostly it is not read and liked by any The book that is only seen once a week And when it is...

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Perhaps being something of a contrarian and historian I like to spend Sunday mornings playing American Top Forty reruns on the oldies station because I enjoy the songs and stories related to me by Kemal Amin Kasem Also known as Casey Kasem in his weekly broadcasts He researches and answers questions I suspect nobody really asked. Why in the...

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