Rippers Poems - Poems about Rippers

...Fruitful days are filling up the piles of treasure mesuring the misogyny it shouldn't be a topic of forgery while waiting for break outs throwing correction direction of stereotyping the tipicallity ......Read the rest...

...Fruitful days are filling up the piles of treasure mesuring the misogyny it shouldn't be a topic of forgery while waiting for break outs throwing correction direction of stereotyping the tipicallity ......Read the rest...

... "50 Words for Poe: camera obscura" The Night Flower turns in her bed in a dark room stories of wraiths like flies buzzing in her head and ......Read the rest...

...Dorothy and Toto went skipping the Yellow Brick Road(she was tripping). She had just smoked a joint-- getting high was the point-- and now she was bent on some stripping. She thought that old ......Read the rest...

...A bird house attracts the beautiful and divine. Who offer the soul both a charm and a chime. Blessing hearts with palette and song. Along come the rippers and nibblers. Gleaners of peace they'......Read the rest...

...It was cold summers might as the boy walked home, The lights shined with brilliance keeping the shadows at bay, The cold breeze running through his hair and tingling his skin, As the boy walked......Read the rest...

...From depths of Hell I hear them cry And close my eyes as they float by. They chill my bones I don’t know why And think it’s now my time to die, As my face turns green. Some of them they hold the......Read the rest...

...O sprey's circuitously scan the sandy bay N esting gulls turn warily, then crouch to lay T rippers emerge from beach holiday huts, some part clad H orizon line now obscured by wind turbines, how s......Read the rest...

...the episode took place near the sewer the boy lay lifeless on the stiff ground his white clothes dipping in red a rowdy mob encircled him like vultures awaiting the surrender of a fighting spiri......Read the rest...

...With instruments of perfection, medically speaking He made his way through the darkened streets Hiding in corners and alleys, so lurking Killing the women, he longed there, to meet The nights, ......Read the rest...