Renegade Poems - Poems about Renegade

...In the heart of the night, next to the unmoved clock, She lies, with the pillow—a saline lake of pagan scents, Mourning something that was never spoken. Prisoner in the castle of shadows, where da......Read the rest...

... One of my friends recently suggested I write one called “Cracker Jack” Who better than the cracker himself Who's wheels have left the track I've never professed to be poet In the i......Read the rest...

...I dread the United States presidential 2024 outcome... Whereby yours truly presages and doth abhor nothing short of an imminent civil war dwarfing insurrection on January 6, 2021 oddly enough e......Read the rest...

...flowers naturally gravitated to this beautiful meadow they arrived renegade, their seeds transplanted by the wind bluebells, lilies, carnations, roses and daisies thrived here the ancient battleme......Read the rest...

...Pigeon Man Frank, buried underneath the morning fog coddling the fractured arteries of urban sprawl which mill humanity against civilization's grindstone Pigeon Man Frank, bears wounds of s......Read the rest...

... In the land of laundry, I search high and low, for missing socks - wondering where do they go? Each morning, I search for a matching pair, but they seem to have disappeared into thin air. Th......Read the rest...

...Aunt Mary was a small and wiry mother of six; four by birth and two by informal adoption. She sang in a small querulous voice yet spoke boldly filled with loving EarthMother indigenous wisdo......Read the rest...

...Open the door to your deepest desire look inside this fantasy factory; It may be blurry but it’s clear to see you can always get a little higher; Ambition breeds something of a spitfire buildin......Read the rest...

...At the crossroads The bald old man With his gray stricken beards Caressed his antiquated flute Perching on his cracked dehydrated lips With his spindly fingers As he nonchalantly reeled out his......Read the rest...

...Netflix, I will not watch you tonight I wanna spend the evening hungry I wanna be a pioneer without WiFi I wanna be a cowboy without a harmonica I wanna be a pine tree without the sun Attuned t......Read the rest...

...The echo of a dreadful night cannot contain a valorous heart The searing blood in a warrior's veins does not succumb to a vanquished heart The clashing of swords, gory and raw do not sway the might......Read the rest...

...(A gangster rap) Yo, on the corner, where the street meets fate, Unsupervised stop sign, tempting fate, In the hood's wild west, where rules bend, That stop sign stands alone, a silent trend......Read the rest...

...The under urge of your undressed drama delays the days of reckoning damage, seeking to seethe longer in the silence of a shuttered subconscious, then, without waste a sublimity of humming humili......Read the rest...

...“That body is female!”, they tell me. At the turn of the moon It purges itself of its sins, Washing away what lives could have been, Punished for failing biological duties. “That body is femal......Read the rest...

...(I) If thou be in pursuit of the despised arsonist, verily, you have encountered him in the flesh, (II) I am the incendiary renegade, the ember incarnate who birthed the conflagratio......Read the rest...