Roiled Poems - Poems about Roiled

...Born December 5, 1961, blonde cherubic, lips of rose buds, eyes of the bluest baby innocence. Remember the 1960's brother, Massapequa proud, Long Island. Our Cedar Street, lined once with what ......Read the rest...

...A blitzkrieg wipes your innocence away and only heaven’s hand can help you now. Your counterparts lie trepid to the fray, for they can sense the wolfen on the prowl. Oh dear Poland, there’ll be n......Read the rest...

...Within the gyre of life self-centered, Spins mental debris long since splintered. This maelstrom of memories stretches and lengthens Until a breaking point is reckoned. Do bad dreams, and sins fo......Read the rest...

...Jill Biden decides, 'I'll open my purse' Says gently, 'Honey, your mind's getting worse' Joe said, 'Wutcha mean?' 'My brain is still keen It's my loose lips that are such a darned cu......Read the rest...

...When angst and hate my rancor stirred Fuming indignation, reddening my face, Emotions choked as muscles tightened, Slurring my speech, abandoning grace; And rational discourse then disappeared ......Read the rest...

...DEMETER CRIES Sun in center and white wings around The hundred florae in one stem, cheated; My daughter never knew t’was him. The fragrance was sweet but toxic. His chariot stood with black s......Read the rest...

...Introduction: once again I incorporate my trademark penchant to fabricate fictitiously portions of the following poetic endeavor can you care to discern fact from fiction? Attempts at life......Read the rest...

...Canada land of the free, that is what my papa said to me when I was just a little girl sitting on his bouncing knee We grew up strong we group up brave we had no fear in this fertile land of lo......Read the rest...

...Within the frame a sepia scene a dusty porch a rickety chair the fabric of your dusky face creased with ceaseless sunbaked woes your old pair of getaway feet gives a different walk of life......Read the rest...

...The wrapes of Grath adorn the path that slammer klingks had tread when turning spades in everglades to flosticate the dead. Along the way the snorbels bay at freebled sprutelned that boogeymen had......Read the rest...

...“Within the fog the distant mountains strain Bruised in shades lavender and forest green Each angle decomposing ~ ~ ~ in the rain” While dreary dawn, dazed, awakens in pain Tra......Read the rest...

...I was half-mad with despair, hopeless in love and life, at the end of my rope-- so I chose to drown, to cease all pain in sweet oblivion. to be no more, to be gone.... And when I flung my y......Read the rest...

...Sailing through roiled, stormy seas of life unsure if I'll... stay afloat or drown; ......Read the rest...

...I step outside to get some air upon the ship’s fine teakwood deck, the North Atlantic air bites deep, I raise my collar ’round my neck. Remind myself that it’s April, and that it must be near ......Read the rest...

...When she walked by my side on a lonely road And took me to the other side, much more verdant, Through the barren lands of scorched desert, Clueless I was about the paradigm of love. If only h......Read the rest...