Lock Up Poems - Poems about Lock Up

... A troubled man held a dark guarded secret Deep in a closet of his mind for years on end No one knew this hidden in his anxious soul Expect a long-trusted confidant and close friend But secret......Read the rest...

...In the desolate temple of the soul, flesh weaves over bone a silent epitaph, Spirits lock thought within the ark of thought, and sometimes, a divine spark, And women in furies pour vessels into fra......Read the rest...

...A fanta see overrides reality! Hello? I like to get positioned for sixty nine. Are you looking for a scheming, schlepping, and schvitzing writer? natural body and laid-back vibe?? I'm al......Read the rest...

...Beneath the tapestry of the celestial sphere, Where stars whisper secrets for those who hear. Two souls adrift in the cosmic dance, Finding each other as if by chance. In the silence of space, ......Read the rest...

...TAXING THOUGHTS Let us hide behind a litany of lunacy Of gods and Gods, prophets and profits Does it do any good to feed the hungry When we are the cause of the hunger To take money from t......Read the rest...

...When we were children, we played games Often scary... Running, and hiding, I remember, From some dark image That would Capture us Lock us i......Read the rest...

...I said I didn't trust promises, so you made up your own special type. We lock pinkies and kiss. It's a new kind that harnesses, because its so unalike the promises from before. So maybe I don't......Read the rest...

...She smiles and considers the crowd, all backward somersaulting detached vagabonds, all, serious soft smalls revealed - marshmallows imbued with the glee of writing irregular poetry; works of......Read the rest...

...A single key turns the lock of the door you’ve been pushing against for all the life in you it takes, the door like Life breaks into a million pieces, and there at your feet like irre......Read the rest...

... *Murder most foul. Rod Serling, Stephen King or Ellery Queen? Picturesque place on the edge of nowhere, small town American life. Suddenly subject to media glare, reports of the mayor's missi......Read the rest...

...Through dreams in purple and infinity, where ceaseless yearning throbs, A voracious dance of constellations, through my veins relentlessly flows, It's an ode of bodies, igniting with touches, in bo......Read the rest...

... I. What rare delight it is, when spring and youth, pregnant with life, explode all o'er again! When sex organs mature, and know lust's truth, lewd sensations soon tempt the onc......Read the rest...

... Crystal waters plumping the honeydews and cascading through amusement park ride. As tourists engage in espionage in Duckburg at Knottsbury farms. As graves of self sufficiency, Communes of ba......Read the rest...

...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 1 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ Three man sized ‘mice’ and Stanley Dann stood gawping at the screens Churchill muttered, “I don’t wa......Read the rest...

...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 2 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ London’s streets resembled an al fresco mausoleum They tracked a trail of body parts which led to a......Read the rest...