Spearpoint Poems - Poems about Spearpoint

...The damage was done he was hung on a cross, a ragdoll now his body crucified by last words. Idle soldiers cast dice for his torn garments. One stopped in mid-throw - a spearpoint of doubt had......Read the rest...

...Ego’s not armies destroy an empire Inside to rampage —pillage and burn (Dreamsleep: March, 2022)......Read the rest...

...So after I told the crowd in the store that I was not Dolly Parton, they quickly went away disappointed and forlorn like, going over to the dairy to pick up some milk, tried to stay calm as I ......Read the rest...

...To preserve this day, I pick red plums wild Within my soul, I dream a while A vision ancient, to me smiles Of plums growing wild in thickets dark There for taking by man or lark Beside running waters......Read the rest...