Short Biters Poems
Short Biters Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Biters by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Biters by length and keyword.
Myku
eve's pond of white star charms
biters are broiling beneath
heaven daubs the blackness...
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Categories:
biters, nature,
Form:
Haiku
Dusk In North Florida
Mosquitoes
Summer's pesky buzzy biters
Mosquitoes
In summertime everyone goes
(unless to show off like fighters)
indoors to thwart itchy-nighters.
Mosquitoes....
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Categories:
biters, animals, nature, seasons
Form:
Rhyme
Nighters
they bite
and tear the biters do
these unseen nighters
circling
for should you sleep
give unto thee
then wake
to find their wound
on you
then wake
to find their wound
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Categories:
biters, dark, horror, magic, night, nursery rhyme, scary,
Form:
Rhyme
Relief
Sweat trickled eyes
Winged Biters
Oh welcome Autumn
Soother of brows
Apple ciders
Leaves tumbling down
Smoke scented air
Socks and Shoes
Confine us
As it’s due
Leaves in changing hue...
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Categories:
biters, autumn,
Form:
Free verse
Meltdown
Too much stress
Endless dead-end jobs
Screaming ankle -biters
That want more then I can give
A tormented husband who needs to relax
How much more Lord?
I think I'm having a
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Categories:
biters, life,
Form:
Free verse
Black Chrysalis
Humanity, the leaning yawl of infinite holes
God the tranquil sea for a millennium or so
Swells are growing bold as sky swirls gray
humanity, taking on barrels of water and salt
ivory gulls are shrieking at the crimson spray.
Biters and crawlers are awaiting the flesh
the universe is a distant shell of pure cold
a craft lies emptied on an isle of sea glass
a blackened chrysalis of forgotten souls.
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Categories:
biters, humanity, i miss you,
Form:
Free verse
Holy Punchers
I think hell to be like a midnight grocery store
shelves filled with burning crucifix and pestilence.
Bloody-black water up to the necks of Half-souls.
Groping mindlessly in the dark...
searching for God in brackish hopelessness.
Flint and wooden carts colliding-
black water biters abound.
The checkout line is a turnstile
manned by faceless- dripping things
wielding holy punchers
eternally pocking your debit card soul.
while howling Next!
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Categories:
biters, hello,
Form:
Free verse