Mound Poems - Poems about Mound

... He appeared out of nowhere and convinced me to sit with him for a drink. His eyes were wide and glistening, his brow - of the knowledge within. I asked him his name and where he had been living......Read the rest...

...No one’s exactly sure how this buffalo in the 1960s Found its way to live in the heart of the city How it separated from a sky stampede How the great beast dropped its guard and refused to riot W......Read the rest...

...Quote:"True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories."-- Florence King In the quiet folds of memory's embrace, Where whispers of the past find their place, There lies a fr......Read the rest...

...It would be a disaster! What would? The defacing of the burial stones. Who am I communing with? The council. Ahh, that's not as mysterious as I'd hoped. I might not have gone into the burial......Read the rest...

... Talk about strutting your tail-feathers, and using your assets to get what you want, when calling card is no gambit or bluff to flaunt- In the crimson sky, read taled, "Glinted Eye", a......Read the rest...

...You march through the village with guns, missiles and rockets, and scrutinize the people, with foolish command that ravished the entire village before the break of dawn. You make appointment with......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Welcome to the land of love, blood, milk and honey I will begin with the four words; love, blood, milk ......Read the rest...

...It is a tale known throughout the ages Of how a hunter ventured into the woods In search of a doe. And not just any doe, But rather the most beautiful, Wild, And graceful of them all. ......Read the rest...

...When you are feeling extra blue. You just wish the earth would bury you, In your mind let the earth make a mound. Gather all the joy you have ever found. Don't let anything in life seem s......Read the rest...

...“I feel my life so empty. It is preferable to fill a tomb to being doomed to live out a life that is empty” ~ By Poet. Darkness encompasses my space. My future is seen so bleak wher......Read the rest...

..."Let the sea be my grave and the crest of waves my monument," ... by the Poet. As winds embrace a mound of cold in distant view where life unfolds, and flowers bloom in colorfu......Read the rest...

...Serene silence, its salient feature The sapped bodies snug in solitude. Not a mound of sand and cement. A structure to showcase our reverence and regard and Keep them alive through our thoughts, ......Read the rest...

... As I fall into the buzzing altar of heavy metal shifting sand, maw, swirling sheets, illness drools plus plus halcyon? drawn too many wrinkles obfuscating drooling stic......Read the rest...

...As Medusa walks in, shuts the door, caresses precision hand down the mahogany- and shows one what for. Senses in starbursts-cloudburst flavor crystals accenting- your bloom of predicate corpu......Read the rest...

...Flock Plus One Crouching among a gaggle of dabbling Canadian geese, a brown skinned child pushes back long black hair, intent on building a tidal pool of which he can be King. Extending a ridi......Read the rest...