Stalk Poems - Poems about Stalk

My garden plots my demise Haunts me like a living soul The care I give is appreciated, yet expected Each time I weed takes a toll When it's time to prune All hell breaks loose The clods grow stones to throw and wound The ears of corn hear all that I say They stalk me, following every which way The sly potatoes sprout...

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Tiny Terry Titmouse peeks at me from a wee stalk of barley. Is he consuming this plant? Is this his home or his slumbering place? I watch his eyes flicker open. He does not appear to be afraid. He makes no moves. A country mouse for sure. Slow and steady, not wasting any energy. I admire him. No hurry. No scurry. No hustle or bustle. Does he...

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Following down the sidewalks Watching from my backyard, Everywhere I go, he stalks Waiting to catch me off guard Even in the safest places My town, my school, my home, The shape of his masked face is Hiding wherever I may roam Lock yourself into a closet Behind dresses and blue jean, Fight back and scream 'cause it Is the night of Halloween And, when fear is...

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In the darkness, I am shapeless. Formless I slink through the gloom. Witness, for a moment, death near. Your breath is deep in its tomb. In the darkness, you are helpless, Senseless and fearful forlorn. Blind to what’s within deep shade, Displayed in expression adorned. Your heart beats quicker in darkness, Your hardness and will are undone. Looking in shadows for demons; The legions are really...

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In the window, stopped, i feel... The street, ...

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A poem is not a poem if it does not have death on its mind. The joyful and uplifting is for the witnessing of summits yet behind that revelation, a hushed spirit walks to the gravesite. The light and bouncing sparrow nests under the somber hood of the ebon crow. Words grow from the ecstatic pain of creation, they...

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Like a leaf stalk Forever I will hold You- My leaf blade....

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Turn up the lights Fold up the bed Turn up those voices outside my head Lay out for me Feed me with lies Just hold me up, your patron saint Do matronize me 'Cause I can't make you stalk me if you won't You can't make your mind think something it don't Here in my light, in these early hours I will pick up my heart and not feel your...

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Don’t stalk my territory again Stealing my sleep Making me cry in vain Which under servitude you can no longer keep Whether all the weapons on Earth you deploy To cull your desire To employ Ruse, fuse or fire In a bid to finish My ambition To diminish The mission on which I embark with passion To protect the territory You thought subdued With the armoury No longer skewed In the...

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Oh you stalk of corn, How withered you look now, Stripped of honour and full of scorn Oh you stalk!, now you bow, you have remained standing only as a provender for stalls and fodder Once in full bloom, you were the cynosure of the farmer Paying homage to you regularly giving you largesse of herbicides' and fertilizers' The delight...

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Don’t let the worms touch the brittle petals, Just blow them to my empty palms As gentle dream. I can no longer settle Be lonely as a leafless stalk. And coltsfoot not roses, Just coltsfoot surround me And nothing comes close As close as a dream comes. It rains all over our roofs and our raincoats And we might fall or wither away, I long...

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I can not run from his history or dodge a best forgotten past, I'm constantly reminded of his flings that did not last, You can run but I've learned you can never hide.... I get swept into his embrace but pulled out by a historical tide...

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Limerick : Once a Great Doubter climbed Jack’s Bean Stalk for the raped 5-year-old Indian girl next door Once a Great Doubter climbed Jack’s Bean Stalk Cried : « For what Crime 5-year-old was debauched ? » He got no true hearing Slid down no more doubting Now stalks 4-year-olds on dark side-walk. © T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013...

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I’m gonna stalk you Follow you around And harass you I’m gonna Show up at your house I’m gonna Show up at your place of work I can’t seem to get my mind Off of you and your personality I can’t seem to turn the other way I want to love you I want to hold you I will make you mine I won’t leave you alone Until you...

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What a long day, so sore are my feet. I feel so worn out, oh am I beat. I see you've returned home and you think you're all alone. Think I'll skip, brushing my teeth. I just want to lay down and get some sleep. Up...

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