Stalked Poems - Poems about Stalked

If you have ever had the pleasure of being stalked by a Viking Forest Norwegian Cat Then you understand what it feels like to be played with before you are eaten. If you have not, then this poem may not be for you. For it is the tale of the VFNC and what she is capable of. She is...

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A loathsome freezing quack seed walking upon a summer day Was twisting her back and shaking her bootie in every kind of way Along came a fluttering pack reed whose feet were made of clay. He followed along at a distance, enjoying the sight of her sway. What is that you are following his sister asked from her play. They...

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Every time I change directions lately, and possibly beforely, Trees stand by to mentor and nurture, to feed with branched hands to bleed when uprooted from aptic past centuries of hibernating winter naps. Trees of original pheromone attraction, August spawned like Taurus colonizing crabgrass embedded in deep horticultural learning root systems self-with-other cooperative matriarchal reverse-hierarchical healthcare. I'm driving my deep royal blue truck without 1.5 tons of empty ideas about why we...

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I am the only one who thinks This all used to be much simpler From sitting at the bus stop To now driving to a party Except you’re not invited to the party Cuz you’re not a cool kid Because really most of us aren’t Only a select few are cool And that’s what’s wrong with this world. Standing alone wondering...

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Silent for the moment, it sits waiting; looming in the corner, one eye gleaming. Other occupants of the room, cower. The classics stifle sneezes as their dusty pages flutter with fear. The Bible hugs the lower shelf of the table; protected by its own nonentity and irrelevance. The monster watches. One small movement will alert it. My impotent pen drops and rolls to its favorite hiding place. My groping finger...

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The wind in the willow trees Is stalking quite near, It's picked up speed And it's mocking my fear. I feel it breathing Down my neck, It's chilling my body And I feel like a wreck. Please show me a place Where I can flee, Where the wind can't watch Or follow me. Guide me home To the warmth of my place, Where I leave no shadow For the wind...

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how many people in your life that have been murdered? probably none my grandfather was a war herp coma tosed to have his wife a cripple so i could run away scrambling from bs people for the rest of my life 11 tragic deaths in my life, my family and friends and their family and friends dropping like flies the bills sent for the...

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Silent for the moment, it sits waiting, looming in the corner, one eye gleaming. Other occupants of the room cower. The classics stifle sneezes as their dusty pages flutter with fear. The Bible hugs the lower shelf of the table, protected by its own nonentity and irrelevance. The monster watches. One small movement will alert it. My impotent pen drops and rolls to its favorite hiding place. My groping finger lures the...

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There is this guy in my library, And he's making me very uneasy I sat next to him one time, But the choice wasn't mine It was the only computer open, And no words were ever spoken I think he likes me, but I don't see why, I never once gave him any reply Monday, he came up from behind and said...

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He followed me in and followed me out I started to run, he started to shout footsteps I hear but never look back breathing I feel, see nothing but black running in an alley, I've never seen before looking for an opening, a window or a door hiding in a corner, sucking in my breath thinking in advance to avoid my sudden...

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Panic can grip you, When you feel That someone or thing For you does stalk A dark future and past Seems all that you face How long you might last, In such a cruel race Love a memory, Misery is true now, And try as you want, You can't figure out how Stalked by bad memories, Stalked by no hope, Each day you wake up, Stalked as to how you...

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So deep the wolf wood inside the stalking shadows yellow eyes decide...

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