Spittle Poems - Poems about Spittle

...Farmer B spent the day moving a carrot from Farm A to B. Why didn’t you plant it in B in the first place asked his wife, C. He had no reply, for it made sense, and irritated him a little. She is a......Read the rest...

...Vampires and Mosquitos, they’re both out for blood each in their own way, one sucks the life out of you and the other just wants a taste But when it pertains to love there is a big difference betwee......Read the rest...

...Howling winds flung me into the sea waves lashed kelp ropes around me my belligerence grew when I was seized anger brewed the tighter they squeezed With fists raised and teeth clenched I resis......Read the rest...

...Cailleach Cove    I was told, Veiled One if I came here to die that you would come to me Come to me The echo in this cave is soothing I think I......Read the rest...

...In your silence I see colours, speech crumbling like flaking paint, dried; truth dripping from lips, black spittle on a brush. In the silence I inhale the scent of a feeling, what you think of me......Read the rest...

...A chill wind snatches his thoughts away. Arctic crocodiles slip up and down his spine. There was a time when deep winter walking was a brisk challenge, but that younger man is now, ......Read the rest...

...Woah!..woah!..easy there girl…steady, steady..I would tell it…but I’ve never rode a horse nor is it a horse I’m telling to make ready…to stay steady of the course that I’m riding….abiding by the rule......Read the rest...

...I woke up today from a long ugly nap that was real was in a horrible dentist chair, same old ridiculous feel…. whacko of a dentist had taken extra-long potty break irritating me for I had one sis......Read the rest...

...Wings of fear flutter nightly in my heart, a terror-taunt haunt that whittles my thought; the brutish fist bruise-blackening heart-art - my past-smashed man, wars in your head thought-fought. T......Read the rest...

...Abundant wisdom appears to be lacking Behind the halls of our venerable House. Could it be our seers are slacking, Drowned in the spittle of an untenable grouse, Even now as our country falters? ......Read the rest...

...The blackbird wants to sing a song. What song? A song of freedom But its fragile beak is tied. The blackbird lives on the Island. Where the Aubrey's tongue Is tonged with coal. And black v......Read the rest...

...Half a dozen plus years ago the following became a near reality Countdown to homelessness – mars this earthlinked sole Harris - son panhandler would would register pyrrhic victory won. 10…......Read the rest...

...I woke up today from a long ugly nap that was real was in a horrible dentist chair, same old ridiculous feel…. whacko of a dentist had taken extra-long potty break irritating me for I had one sis......Read the rest...

...I wait with bated breath for... C. Cure T. Clarence The following crafted approximately midway into the administration of forty fifth president, whose crass, gutsy, lewd, repulsive yawping......Read the rest...

...I saw a dazzling rose, Whose red petals cast blinding hues upon me. She shot her cupid arrows from the Kabaka’s backyard, And punctured the cocoon of my innocence. My heart burnt for a feel o......Read the rest...