Stripes Poems - Poems about Stripes

...Skin of Terror - Daniel Henry Rodgers (Lights slowly rise on a lone figure, MICHAEL, hunched over a steering wheel. His knuckles are white aga......Read the rest...

...God spoke to men in visions and dreams. Their words are like unpolluted streams, offering dying souls life-giving drink, and giving hope to those on the brink. These witnesses, both the old and......Read the rest...

... Who am I? I can swim seventy miles per hour The largest of my kind caught was twice as long as a tall man That sucker weighed two-hundred and twenty pounds Give up? I have a pointed bill ......Read the rest...

...“Dragons don’t live up to the talk. I’ll find a way to fix the wagon”, Opined the jealous Jabberwock, “Of the scaly, lummox dragon.” This foul fiend then, most inhumanely, Pausing to munch ......Read the rest...

...MY VITILIGO, MY STRIPS In the mirror, I see a canvas unique, Where patches of light tell a tale mystique. My skin, like a tiger's, striped and bold, Each mark a story waiting to be told.4 V......Read the rest...

...man cub Mowgli was to life once more, in our boyish pranks in Kanha Park, revived memories of Kipling’s lore, from early dawn until moonless dark. that joyous kid smiled within our hearts, as......Read the rest...

...In the drawer, a pair did reside, Same color, same stripes, side by side. They danced and they walked, Till one vanished, no trace to abide. To the washer, they went, hand in hand, To rid them......Read the rest...

...It simmers. This constant invisible, hovering like a wasp in the forever periphery threatening lightning strike yellows, sudden and unbidden. It spills and spools, down into black stripes meltin......Read the rest...

...Beads of sweat drip onto eyebrows, tears of pain filling His stripes again on that tree he was to die It is finished ..was his cry We witness today,His good news on a cross,slain for us, ......Read the rest...

...Sheila wears tiger clothes everywhere she can. Do you have a tiger swimming suit? I ask. She does not. I feel it is my opportunity to see her in another color. I am tired of always seeing orange ......Read the rest...

...The price of decency in today’s world Is the same as it has always been: Your liberty or your life. If you give a moose a muffin After all Next you’ll have to invite them in For a glass of mi......Read the rest...

...WALLS AND WAILS I am confined within these four walls For far too long and pray a wall falls And the guns jam with wardens asleep As I take a walk of freedom, a leap To a new world without gun......Read the rest...

...Sterile white, a tomb of cold embrace, The PET machine hums, a watchful space. Gauze-thin gown, a whisper on my skin, Vulnerability etched, lets fear creep in. Striped pyjamas, loose and pale t......Read the rest...

...They make me wonder--- What fingers wove the tapestry of their being! The splash of violet here, mauve there, white with red stripes— They stand tall and do not bend till the wind forces them to. ......Read the rest...

...All the hot summer days I am found, sleeping late in my bed, Dreaming of dusk and getting beauty rest, before sunset red; For I'm an opal night owl, my scent blooms open all night long. I ......Read the rest...