Shifters Poems - Poems about Shifters

...My mind had always wondered of those we live among, too many times I heard the tales and even learned the song. For in this world, the mortal world, the land of good and sin, we don’t live ......Read the rest...

...Criminal waste, critical mass materialized warfare city dumps pile-up and fall burnt offerings amid clumps of Caesar salad. Roman Empires of crud that roam no more. Walmart still spills ov......Read the rest...

...Mystic River lazy mists dawdle in sinuous rivulets ~ fog surfs in deep dales river of white clouds threads through alleys of tall pines ~ fog garden slow dance curly silver mists ......Read the rest...

...Moon by day, a sight to behold, Myths and legends, forever told, Spiritual growth, transformation, The gibbous moon is a stunning creation. Sunrise and sunset, a time to reflect, I......Read the rest...

...Blow down the snozzle this windy wild world is nowt but a hornswoggle. Giddy are the blue birds in head and heart, blithered are the bush-beating snit-shifters. A good day to die and live ......Read the rest...

...I was a nervous young fawn Tasting sweet April grass in a lovely meadow Sensing danger, realizing wolves were surrounding me Bam! I had shapeshifted into one of them. Their alpha was sharp, he......Read the rest...

...Sorceress Polgara ascended above all warriors; Fought wars against mighty kings and came out victorious...! Remus Lupin, into a werewolf magically turned; As great professor, taught thrillingly ......Read the rest...

...It’s the circle of a trickle sliced from snow at the mountain’s very top. Widening and lengthening, it gushes and grows, and at the steepest slopes it rushes - cascading as a froth of diamonds s......Read the rest...

...SATURDAY The 10th of April the sun rose yawning shadows stretched as blinking winds moaned. Night shifters scurried home day shifters chirped. A tired moon napped in an evergreen. John ......Read the rest...

...Devils and the like come in many forms they can be invisible or behemoth In the flesh or of the spirit Rooting into foothills of the mind spreading and climbing, There'll always be devils in o......Read the rest...

...Psuedo shape shifters Above beyond reflection Births of paradox......Read the rest...

...clouds are moving art shapes shift on a sky canvas my hands are too slow......Read the rest...

...(A somnambulistic drama in four acts) Actors: Jean-Paul Marat; Charles Barbarou; Charlotte Corday; 1st Philosopher; 2nd Philosopher; The Commentator’s Voice. Act 1. A tavern. Two philo......Read the rest...

...Back in ancient matriarchal time Divine inspiration told sacred stories of epic journeys for creation and birthing re-creation and against death and degeneration Around fire-circles for cooki......Read the rest...

...The gristmill of war leaves its dead frozen to lay on the blood soaked crusted floor of time lifeless bent shapes, the ones chosen in wars, caused by twisted mind's of mankind only mothers wash......Read the rest...