Prating Poems - Poems about Prating

...oh, how i wish i could write like the wonderfully weird e.e. cummings but the right words somehow escape me left only with personal shortcomings it’s clear, i’m no Shakespeare, Keats, Poe,......Read the rest...

...Through white lattice, out on the porch in August Fog surrounds, rain dripping from oak leaves, plop Dew-soaked silvery grass longs to wanderlust But alas, 'tis stuck in the same whist......Read the rest...

...Every friggin day mother hen runs amuck, while all chicken's beady eyes appear awestruck drawing particular agitation, irritation, perturbation... of Punxsutawney (Doctor) Phil (well grounde......Read the rest...

...Politicos prattle their prating rattle, will such rantings ever cease ? Smugly they sanctimone as listeners,inward groan; With theories,so unreal hypothesising on how we feel; Will such ar......Read the rest...

...Sitting and waiting in a field full of olives is not a bad way to spend an hour but an hour can be long and long is a length and a length with a leaving leading light is not a dividend, a milestone, ......Read the rest...

...ALL TALK Politicos prattle their prating rattle, will such rantings ever cease ? Smugly they sanctimone as listeners,inward groan; With theories,so unreal hypothesising on how we feel; Will......Read the rest...

...Are you the Aphrodite of the Greek tales Or the Artemis who admirers drooling sent? No, for Aphrodite had her little flaws And Artemis the fortunes of Orion bent. Nor are you the stunning star......Read the rest...

...The largest asset we own The biggest headache we cannot disown The greatest noose around our necks The one that will cause economic wreck The price of aspiration went up today The box with a r......Read the rest...

...An open mouth issuing words Is a better tool if The thought processes are first engaged With the intention of choosing words That are calculated For best effect A funny thing is a word It takes on......Read the rest...

...Young generation ardor from sculpted hero borrows Older generation, torpor to graft peaceful tomorrows Can young eyes through steely sheath glimpse marrow O'er from dried paint, the blood stains tha......Read the rest...

...FREE YOURSELF FROM THE MIRED SILT FREE YOURSELF FROM THE BLAME AND GUILT YOU ARE NOT THE PAIN, YOU ARE NOT TO BLAME YOU ARE NOT THE GENETIC-ENTITY WHO WROUGHT THE SHAME YOU AR......Read the rest...

...A Living Death By Elton Camp All that was Richard Bonds slips away Steadily, surely, inexorably day by day The desperation seen in his eyes is real Dementia grows and continues to steal No matter ......Read the rest...

...Once within a break in brambly fields something stirred its fearful head in sleep: Though it be woman or child, work or vision something that dares not hold me in derision But till that lingering da......Read the rest...

...In ye old days of yore on Malaga's dreary shore An untidy castle rimmed by salty moor Housed a lonely, oft-drunk matador In briny marsh grazed no sheep, but wild pigs three score Staggering oft aroun......Read the rest...

...Love blossomed in the darkest night Morn's gilding beams to spite Night Primrose preened by tender blight Sphinx moth soft tips caress; sugary nectar slight Perfumed aroma doth prating, intoxicated c......Read the rest...