Quoth Poems - Poems about Quoth

quoth the raven - 'nevermore'

reality -
home, school
playground, job
in life everywhere we
are intellectually tested

t-rump -
an angry spoiled child
lost his billions and now
wants to rule the monopoly
game board with his farts


len

Categories: quoth, absence, mental health,
Form: Free verse

An Intergalactic Vacation For Quoth

Sequel to Intergalactic Breakdown by : Quoth Raven

Star collector probe on the march inside a residuary marsh,  
a signage in big blue neon letters blare " Stuckey's Place"
time to have a snack.   I unwrap the cellophane "Elmer's paste pies" 
I think that the foreign speaking Alien in the air stream 
is none

Categories: quoth, funny, hilarious, humorous,
Form: Free verse

Quoth Theraven

Dedication to poet Richard.  Quoth TheRaven

It all came to me one morning sunrise
And during the days to follow, Richard surprised me
With kind gestures and poetry
Bringing a calmness in what felt like a storm in the sea
His poems reach far and with depth, surely one of a kind
He is a special person, who speaks from

Categories: quoth, appreciation, care, friend,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Quoth My Daddy Nevermore

Once upon a midnight chilly, on a ladder acting silly,
to my bedroom up I climbed and through my window slid.
Moonlight through my bedroom flickered. To myself I softly snickered,
feeling sure that once again my parents--oh, so clueless--did
not know my deeds. I heard a knock and under covers hid.
	

Dad stormed in with nails and hammer; then

Categories: quoth, father, teen,
Form: Rhyme

Quoth the Demon

QUOTH THE DEMON  . . . .

The end of the story, never ending
Haunting thoughts that will not cease
Thoughts from hell, the devil sending
Robbing me of any peace

Demon from hell, why doth thou haunt me
With these thoughts of my sweet Lenore
Will I see her e'er again
Said the demon, nevermore

What then, shall I sit and ponder
Tell

Categories: quoth, death, fear,
Form: Rhyme

Quoth the Raven

Quoth The Raven

Under frosted blankets lay
On crispy frozen petals,
Sipping hearty beverages
Of dandelion and nettles,
As I gasp on misty chortles 
Reflecting in an icy puddle,
Deathly spirits reminisce
Outside my winter huddle.

Snow, snow, she hath no gold
To pave my path to spring,
The raven stole my summer 
To mend her broken wing,
I cannot pay my passage
If the mortal raven

Categories: quoth, raven,
Form: Rhyme

Quoth Vee Bdosa Number 157

Quoth Vee Bdosa 157

I do not have enough time
in my life
for the things
that I do not
have time for.

Categories: quoth, deep, future, philosophy, vanity,
Form: Free verse

Quoth the Poetess- Nevermore

I left myself vulnerable
I left myself exposed
But that will never happen again
No, nevermore

I offered myself to you
I sacrificed my soul
But that will never happen again
No, nevermore

I shared secret fantasies
All the dreams I had in store
But that will never happen again
No, Nevermore

I let you in the Holy Place
Where your image I adore
But that will never happen

Categories: quoth, goodbye, parody, me,
Form: Rhyme