Sloughs Poems - Poems about Sloughs

...Saturday, September 23, 2023 Coincides with first day of fall and Autumnal equinox for said year, where colorful splash kindled like tinder. After I riff flecked about thee August Autumn E......Read More

...Autumnal equinox 2022 - Thursday, September 22 in Northern Hemisphere 9:03 PM Eastern Daylight Time Empyrean découpage citadel betokens (bespeaks) autumnal arrival nine oh three post meridia......Read More

...Center>Blooms bow their heads in their terracotta bomb-shelters. Distant thunderstorms nibble at thin, bare-boned stems. At last rain falls out of a booming air. Yesterday nailed its skin to t......Read More

...Autumnal equinox 2020 - Tuesday, September 22 (at 9:31 AM Eastern Daylight Time) Empyrean découpage citadel betokens (bespeaks) autumnal arrival nine thirty one ante meridian chariot of fire e......Read More

...A hazelnut breeze awakens us To another day in the show no one signed up for From an accidental scream Or selfish architects of love Rained out Silver skies that block the sun Do others cry w......Read More

...The moonlight fades from flower and rose And death will come to all of those When its silvery sheen sloughs off its light To carry the world into the dead of night. Yet once they stood both young......Read More

...Should I, mere a rabbit of sand, shiny hair, sport a shock of fur mired in clay, they from gofer mounds, propped on to peer, would sound warning through the sun glades and sleep grotto shades. ......Read More

...A snaking mouth sloughs two spines; the rattle of vertebrae. A woman learns to ride them, feels the trombone slide of a dragon’s tail. A man lifts on tip-toe not wanting to fumble. They k......Read More

...To cross him was ill advised; No bigger a man on this earth ever lived. Storyteller, hunter, fisherman and farmer, known to all simply as Parmer. His days were early, his nights late. A poor f......Read More

...The wind, careless in its airy freedom, Feverishly furrows the prairie grass. With a cry like a lost spirit, it winds And wails through leafless trees and toothless fence To vent its eager force ......Read More

...It was a long lonely night at the lumber mill Just listening to a whippoorwill In the dark beside a logging road. I’ve got fifteen cars of timber on my load. The yard stinks of bleeding sap and ......Read More

...The issue's not yet signed and sealed. Three cogent answers hold the field, and no-one knows which is the best. I'll set them out before you, lest the question go a-begging. ......Read More

...He was a common-place stranger, Occupying the corner table every night, And every day, alone but never lonely, In a tropical beach bar, with thatched roof and no walls. He sat facing the ocean,......Read More

...Wind’s Life Thundering wind is on its way, The beat of sleet Rhythmical, crackling on panes, Wind is a being. Touching spring with a kiss, Then turning macho man On a dime. Mr. Blow sl......Read More

...*Inspired by Cheryl Hoffman’s “The Skin We’re In” — Go read it! On a turkey it's called a wattle on a moose, "the bell," (not “the bottle”) Those batlike things? (too small - see wings)......Read More