Stalks Poems - Poems about Stalks

After the quiet snow comes the grinding grit throwing icy shrapnel at windshields. Night drives wind-horses, stampeding phantoms that enter fixed and glassy eyes, The car edgily negotiates the sharp corners of swerving shadows. Once, the hind hoof of a doe slapped at my startled face, the Chevy twitched and plowed on as its lights raked the earth. for a moment from the rear-view...

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Tell me, did you once feel the love, or was it, as it is now, a pallid shaft, the phantom tip of a broken spear? We gave it up, let the passions out, scorched the earth with dry-eyed regrets. Tell me did you feel the love once, perhaps even feel it now, or is this just an old story told to a deathbed? There are...

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I In haunted house she’d lived with all her scare, Lived all alone but with her barest bones, With monsters chasing her in a nightmare, O amidst company of groans and moans. One of which once drew close—one so raven, She felt death's icy breath that froze her blood, And all her being was so fear-stricken, Her frost...

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Moonless, the night pastes itself onto an imaginary sky. Cats crouch. Under-bush nibblers in their bolt holes whisker speak, as trembling senses crawl into a skin-tight stillness. A cloud scatters shredding threads of perception. A lamp-lit moon glow peers through a momentary window, sees the swishing tail, the twitching interim paused in apprehension. A tablue is caught in the creeping stealth of blood calling to blood. Tracks will be hoar frosted over, all...

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Fear stalks dwellers of illusion Man’s afraid of blinking Stagnation cause of confusion Humanity sinking Awareness self-aware Side steps each ego snare As love with love does pair Heart balks Fear stalks 03-May-2022 Quietus ...

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Making sense of it all… our grandest myth Wisdom born of age, bleeding youth’s betrayal Questions dry unvarnished, cold naked in the night Darker darks reface the cliff, all edges sharper cut Two images, clearer than before, preying in deadly contrast Wonder imprisoning the day —fear stalking the night (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)...

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His head droops listless mid-day Waves of heat Collar damp shirt clings Seconds drag Minutes, eternities Knees rain perspiration Rivulets of sweat in between the lines His pen, heavy ink drains eyelids heavy slumber stalks him...

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I'm lost in an unforgiving jungle! The trail I'm following is sporadic and confusing and as the undergrowth closes in, it's suffocating; making it nearly impossible to breathe. The high humidity leaves me drenched in sweat; the heat is unbearable; my every muscle screams. Panic is spreading! Chills creep up my spine, and I taste fear's bitter dregs on my tongue; its pungent odor...

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Besotted winged pollinators roistering barrage drowned amidst general insectivorous cacophony indistinct auditory signals communicated intermingled with bounteous wafting fragrance midwifed edenic floral pullulation sensate admixture viz colored spectrum amidst unrehearsed extemporaneous orchestral suite bedded lambs amorous ewe man like bleating songs nature all aflutter actively socially vociferating profuse living color rainbow pastiche teeming soundgarden smorgasbord cornucopia ignites mordent Utopian aural swath visual vistas stilling spellbinding spilling riotous carpeted web uniting doubting...

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Walking stalking behind us Not seen or making a fuss You can’t see it as it goes Even if your pace does slow Even if you spin around so fast You may catch a glimpse that doesn’t last Can you feel their breath on your neck Know until your day death will not take affect. © Paul Warren Poetry...

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Do the dancing shadows of the swaying trees make me grasp that all the shrilling fowls have gone to rest and dusk will increase fears... not until a stomping phantasmal image prowls! A swift phantom stalks me, I worry that it'll harm me; if phantoms incessantly haunt and infuse fear in the faintest of heart...will his groans taunt? I don't look back and...

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Making sense of it all… our grandest myth Wisdom born of age, bleeds from youth’s betrayal Questions drying unvarnished, naked meanings Darker darks reface the cliff, edges sharper cut Two images, clearer than before, preying in deadly contrast As wonder divides the day, —fear stalks the night (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)...

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Lurking in the darkest shadows, she looks for one of us to hound, trying to catch a little glimpse as she staggers along and limps Spittle and drool keeps dripping from yellow teeth and snarling lips. She whines and hunches her back picking out one of us to attack. Alone because she's made enemies of those who once pitied her, but she never let us...

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Just electrocute my body Just electrocute your body Justice knows that we are one body. Because the universe stopped breathing, My body is glowing, transmuting glow'n dark towards a lost lowing, a low yellow spark sucking in Everything, Everything tainted; indiscriminate fire, I desire to be one and two but I shall cut And make a sweater out of the Red Sea part of me, we silver...

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The sequestered plots of green the rice shoots sway in the wind overcast sky remains strangely still ominous signs of a heavy downpour that may flood the crop field washing away the green shoots watery grave stretching to the horizon. The rain falling off and on bringing relief to the dry season filling the rivers, ponds and lakes the woolen winter, spring and summer coming back...

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