Lodges Poems - Poems about Lodges

... "Go ahead, make yourself comfortable, contemplate, whisper secrets to momma moon, let me read you and we will phase out this bad luck yo......Read the rest...

...those moments i hold when love held me jewels that adorn my memory some are of you others are lodges far deeper a populated field of young wannabe future all-stars filling a sandlot full of fu......Read the rest...

...V. She knew he was right, and had little choice, winter had set in, travel was hard, but Reid had killed elk, frozen meat to spare, the ponds he worked were never that far. Mink kept her guard......Read the rest...

...Cherub's unfurled fingers faithfully extend to his fallow fringe hung from a chest made firm by suede, sweat and rain. Chernobyl blue irises mimic April '86 radiation, dessimating her......Read the rest...

...One day one night when it started it was summer I think, the enemy installed itself almost imperceptibly, emitting the soft sound that said "Excuse me, I don't intend to delay, is this hole......Read the rest...

...Zionic secret society Mystical secrets lost city of Atlantis Aliens embarking What is to become of us? DaVinci code and psychics Rembrandt and Lincoln Free Masons and lodges Raven terro......Read the rest...

...I grump, I slump, I scowl, I'm in a mood To judge, nitpick and be abruptly rude. Skies heavy under clouds of concrete gray Lost are the pinks and lavenders of May. This winter has worn down m......Read the rest...

...The Long House Precontact Our sky is incense Pause beneath our nation’s smoke River of the West ......Read the rest...

...I not sure I’ll renew my poet’s license this year, most of the keepers have been kept with the biggest ones caught, stuffed and hung on the walls of tumbledown fishing lodges. Although there are......Read the rest...

...Chiefs of mischiefs are- Vulnerable honourables Who wear the outfit of oppression And vicariously dishonourable Upon putting our nation to recession Chiefs of mischiefs are- Magnanimous messe......Read the rest...

...Spineless behaviour, walks on mud and leaves no foot prints the creator’s puzzle, only unravels through difficult hints existing as one of morality’s abandoned orphans bladder is always full but p......Read the rest...

...Written in High School I wonder what is there just beyond where my mind can see; what am I searching for that streams dreamy colors through my thoughts and in my most complacent moments -pla......Read the rest...

...when rustic rhythm tramples thought that felon feelings, fabrications fought thorn thumping merging meagre moan I tell you! Lanky love glibs gaunt growth a man with worth wields guts trails tr......Read the rest...

...In our wigwams we hear tom-toms Like hearts beating out a greeting; Seasons in tune with thirteen moons. In the moon of red grass. Let the white man come. There is room enough for all. In t......Read the rest...

...“...like small Cherokee children, torn from freedom and the mountains, paled in faded lodges by rocky Oklahoma streams. Bettie M. Sellers Westward from Bald Mountain 1974 LIBRARY C......Read the rest...