Leashing Poems - Poems about Leashing

... homelands / husbands / playing house / strands & strings of horses behind strangers lounging un-belonging to Thebes of Sevens or women, depending on how you slice matters, as a perspective ......Read the rest...

...Soprano's Answer I'm benumbed by the musical shooting arrow Carrying magical notes of a soprano Its light dazzles And crackles On the lake's wind washed surface in circles I stand beneath h......Read the rest...

...Anxiety (The Worst Noose In Town) -- like flooding waters, creeping in I count 30, seconds, holding my breath again Drowning in agitation, overwhelmed by fear I try to hide the pressure in h......Read the rest...

...Anxiety creeping like flooding water Soaking into every crack and pore Washing away the hope you may desire Leaving you searching for a shore leashing, grasping and ripping the chest wide woun......Read the rest...

...Nature tends her world causing life anew taking care of gentle shoots giving them sun and rain. Encouraging them to grow watching leaves unfurl giving cover to nesting birds busily feeding t......Read the rest...

...Slowly pacing a captive rail, her gaze pierces beyond red stars eyes with burnt ire, a tigress howls bellowing through jungles afar; As pride of theme parks, she deplores the ropes leas......Read the rest...

...I am armed and fighting my battle. I am bombarded by disturbed thoughts running through my mind. My mind is leashing out expressing itself as an insane leader. I challenge any power I find along......Read the rest...

...Another crossroad. Invalids weep when wearing another's soiled diapers suddenly disappear. In spite of the battered off-chance - from a despondent interruption; I'm the exposed exception. ......Read the rest...

...Bah! Humbug! 'Tis again that time of the year, When I must go hither and yon spreading good cheer. Ho, ho, hoing as wriggling brats sit upon my knees, Boring me with their interminable pleas! I......Read the rest...

...Lie and hatred is beneath my roots feeling a burn through out my vain image of myself hurting you over and over but in the end I end up hurting again.... The day you pass away was the day I burn......Read the rest...

...A boy on a leash I fell for it Crouching in the rain with a trenchcoated man His silouhette haunts the dreams and art Asingle innocent kiss brought him from the shadows For hiding there for so lo......Read the rest...