Knuckled Poems - Poems about Knuckled

... slowly, her knuckled cracked eons into buckets of whitewashed lies and her sigh elongated into dainty icicles that hung around her neck like a noose which slowly sliced open Pand......Read the rest...

.... i'll punch you with uh phuk'n boom to your jaw BAAHM to your lungz punch punch uh phuk'n bare knuckled ......Read the rest...

...The destiny of my parents was to be ignored by a vaguely dismantled child. The youth grew, his mind so dispersed, that he hardly saw them anymore. How can you tell, when your filial emotions ......Read the rest...

...With your sudden guise giving Shirley poppies seeds away To Welford for the snowdrops in mid February a hushed garden with done, knuckled buddleia rose hips nipped no surplus food for the bird......Read the rest...

...A lock of sweat-matted hair over one eye, she shakes a red knuckled fist at a naked child, wailing upon a cold floor. Mary drying feet with her hair. Mary at the temple calling. A street corne......Read the rest...

...Essence takes flight Fury’s final form Forged in furnace feral Delicate gallows worn As the terracotta cools Coils the smoke from pools Wrapping gnarled knuckled nightmare Around eve......Read the rest...

...Ready...Aim...Fire! In light of tension twixt brinkmanship rumbling one East Asian Tiger country otherwise known as "the land of morning calm," yours truly t'will invite "freedom foo fighte......Read the rest...

...Their eyes follow the slow grace of each gesture. Hands curl, flare, and flex, a ballet of fluent fingertips. Long nails as red as tongues turn in a polished eloquence. Delicate arms hold aloft......Read the rest...

...Gateway town, Mississippi and Missouri river flooding confluence, with its celebration of manifest destiny, its looming, iconic archway. Stainless westward marker, its culture flowed southward for ......Read the rest...

...Panagiota is a whirling Galaxie with her blue thunder words a spirit like black diamond lightning.. She bruises the clueless and ignorant not out of hate but of love not with a brass knuckled fi......Read the rest...

...When I look at the charred plasma of a bare knuckled wind I forget the ardor of yellow. Then I recall the smeared tones of skunk cabbage rising through haze and mizzle, or how in the Far Eas......Read the rest...

...Dawn arrives in a dark widow’s shawl. A hard sea rubs raw the knuckled bones of the shore. The first thing a sailor sees as he dreams of arrival are the white hands. Sometimes the hands are la......Read the rest...

...The sun got tangled in the branches of an old Hawthorne. Daybreak hung down in grey strips, like a torn parachute among the knuckled finger-bones of the grasping tree. Meg, the younger sist......Read the rest...

...We knaves had orders both explicit and dumb: Scare the blazes out of a management bum. Thunderstorm weather rocked wide Prince William Sound, Feisty gales pouring rain all around. My partner an......Read the rest...

...I did not see them wither they fell between the light, falling back into a darkening sun The blooms have slipped sideways the way dust does when not tied down. I did not see their passing, ......Read the rest...