Lank Poems - Poems about Lank

... When the sun had melted straw to gold and dawn had shimmered, out of its platinum dream-mask, then the lank kneed heron allowed itself to blink once, however, the darting minnows we......Read the rest...

...Another day, another way Another year, another tear Another place, different space Old book, new look Old fears, new tears Look back, different tack Loose ends, old friends Say goodbye, heav......Read the rest...

...*Secret love, two searching eyes* I The early morning's languorous mild sun Seemed jaded from a nightlong tiring jog, And liked dawn's dew-mixed mirth nor glee of smog, Nor some stray passin......Read the rest...

...Pretty Lady Pretty lady may I sit by you, I want to watch the sparkle in your eye and how your svelte hips sway. I'd like to see how candlelight reflects, from your golden......Read the rest...

...Ignorance is bliss said the uneducated Miss Take the tiger by the tail, and then give a hiss. A snake in the grass thought outside of the box You can’t judge a book by its cover, said the ox. L......Read the rest...

...Getting ready for a New Years chin dig I purchased a new fancy schmancy wig and bubbly for chilling; I'm ready and willing to pare, next year I'll be lank as a twig Santa needs a break from the ......Read the rest...

...Once upon an outhouse dreary, while I strained there, lank and leery of creatures scary down beneath the privy floor-- As my veins were close to popping, suddenly there came a whopping rush of air......Read the rest...

...There was once a man from a cool clime, He had an unhurried sense of time, Cool and content, no let, Leisure his treasured pet, Enough time his pet moments to chime, A poet, his verse blank......Read the rest...

...These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems ... The Vision of the Overseer’s Right Hand by Michael R. Burch “Dust to dust ...” I stumbled, aghast, into a valley of dust and bone w......Read the rest...

...The beach ran into the surf exposing her body, showcasing a creature heavier than the vogue yet graceful in the swell and spume, more adapted and fluent than the leaner more angularly lank ideal......Read the rest...

...Good news came my way today February 21, 2021 courtesy late father Papa - purportedly named after paternal grandmother Sadie, her mom's Yiddish name Basia Brana (or Brandla), she took two B le......Read the rest...

...depressed on cloud nine lank legs dangling off the edge... no need of sat nav © Harry J Horsman 2021......Read the rest...

...Poems about Adam, Eve, Lucifer Eden by Michael R. Burch Then earth was heaven too, a perfect garden. Apples burgeoned and shone, unplucked on sagging boughs. What, then, would the children e......Read the rest...

...No One by Michael R. Burch No One hears the bells tonight; they tell him something isn’t right. But No One is not one to rush; he lies in grasses greenly lush as far away a startled thrush f......Read the rest...

...The hand, now cold as alabaster, the one that stroked my fevered brow, or applied the Germolene and plaster, is old and withered and lifeless now. Kind eyes, the first I ever saw, watched over......Read the rest...