Scrimshaw Poems - Poems about Scrimshaw

...I find that modern concentration camps are now hygienically focused, fully concentrated upon themselves. There, every glass wall is a two-way mirror for the neatly dressed minds of swamp dwelle......Read the rest...

...Sharks swim in their bones, the little teeth of little fish hollow whales away. Shrimp and krill scrimshaw a limitless hunger upon the white crests of dark waves. On a basking beac......Read the rest...

...When he talks his tongue articulates with his every joint words grate upon his mind. When he speaks the house creaks. He reclines in a slow simmer of embers. Fog rises where his thoughts s......Read the rest...

...Trees turn their features inward. Cool winds wander in like stray cats. A fiery death is in the air. the party colors are flame and ash. Leafy campfires burn the residue of mammoth bones ......Read the rest...

...The following is a collection of selected critiques of the work of Zoltan Goliath and Otis Trench from a variety of media outlets. The views expressed therein are entirely unsolicited, uncompensate......Read the rest...

...Ahab needed shore leave, And obsessed so on his dream, Harpooning some sweet harlot Had become his major theme. He was just a novice mariner, His first time far from home. He’d made his maid......Read the rest...

...If I knew how to carve a scrimshaw I would carve the world’s prettiest scene I would carve out a catfish jumping out of a lake After I carved a frog sitting on a lily pad I would carve one on a d......Read the rest...

...Torrid sunshine blisters reign on pavement, that colour coded coffee stain slipway, bearer of insole-laden footwear, open source channel for glib hot air calculus from starchy social climber, sto......Read the rest...

...The mellow chords of a cello draw tears as its bow vibrates a combo of strings. For when that sound found its way to my ears, it tore my heart apart and clipped my wings. The violin, ak......Read the rest...

...An Arctic fox casts a shadowed glance Sideways on the frozen glassy lake, slipping Pigeon like, gingerly, through fractured light Images of a swollen moon swallows up the night Wanderlust for ......Read the rest...

...In flood the creek is still a walk over. A limp washing of the land, a hesitant flow, never meant to be a tributary, or delta of anything at all. The opaque water slides through low, t......Read the rest...

...Medicine Hat Appaloosa ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Remember free will too has been gifted, with freedom allied to fate's fickle choice. Tendered......Read the rest...

...Chair of Fire My father's naughehyde recliner was the dusky, sudden pink of pale pigs. Hair-oil halo Scrimshaw headrest He died in bed My brother, Richard, did not weep... he hosed ou......Read the rest...

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...Chained to these walls of despair I was condemned by a Judas race. Assassins’ wait on every corner hiding in the lights of man looking for my face. To be last of your species is a lonely place in lo......Read the rest...