Lipless Poems - Poems about Lipless

...All the sounds ever uttered, arise from that one first, petulant cradle song of 'why'? A 'why' reprised and voiced, with infinite variations. ‘Mysterious ways’ test us constantly. Both......Read the rest...

...Drowning seas in eyes with rising moon in lipped up skies. The night is waking up in shadows of moonlight in arms of seas embraced. Eyes don't dream at all only the seas rise to dreamy ey......Read the rest...

...Backward word exceptions for me from mothers cold lipless tongue drips lies, White and stagnation void of a life.- Is nothing sacred mother? My mother? Is nothing pure? Even babies defec......Read the rest...

...Wain moon waits Silver cloud Pillowed head, Dreams, dreamed, The sun awakes Silent mind listens Lipless whistles, Dance leaves dance, Crayon rainbow Melting pot spilt, Burnt sugar in Maple ......Read the rest...

...beaming bleached grins of ivory predation touching the tip of the steel heart severing love eyeless lipless and formless feeling all life forms wrinkled impulses warring like sexes seeking paradi......Read the rest...

...they say that there's a dance hall right beneath this lake of sawdust where underwater towns have gone astray and I can hear the harpies the bagpipes and I can smell the burning petals after ......Read the rest...

...Turn not deaf to the stern clamor, Frozen upon my mourner’s lip; Whose cry has weakened the desire in me, Desire to rest in the arms of slumber; Greeting my open eyes, tired, For an infinite slu......Read the rest...

......and the Demon spoke, its voice deep and mellow like smooth satiny chocolate, "There is more, much more than good and evil," the words thunderously whispered. The verdant emerald green of the f......Read the rest...

...Science improves things, so they say, can't prove it by me, take the clock once it swung, and cockco's played now it's silent, no tick or tock. Old clocks clucked each tick and each tock tongue to r......Read the rest...

...THE STILL STANDING STONE ------------------------ I stopped, then stared As its waters dropped Descending delicately As a fountain's flood If parched from thirst Would have timelessly Tasted the dr......Read the rest...

...I RELAPSE Waiting for she who will bring me my heart I lay on my sofa Arms outstretched Reaching for my heart far astride. I try hard sweeping a cursory look round my enclave My neck stiff; life is ......Read the rest...

...In pinnate physicals, the thing, moves like a stark terror savagely. A primal fear takes over, because dead don’t speak. The bullet had passed through chest. Mutiny of dumb dandelions, lipless voic......Read the rest...

...Most poets who on death obsess See white of bone through pale thin skin Aware men cold below sod wear A skinless face with lipless grin. Dark sockets deep instead of eyes Where daisy bulb......Read the rest...

...In pinnate physicals, the thing, moves like a stark terror savagely. A primal fear takes over, because dead don’t speak. The bullet had passed through chest. Mutiny of dumb dandelions, lipl......Read the rest...

...Between she and he and sexuality swoops a gender patenting a word, as it is, at the birth’s door pretending to be a kiss of radical thought. M......Read the rest...