Stung Poems - Poems about Stung

...During the Civil War, money came late, Indians starved, left to their fate. Two braves came across a white farmer's food. They were hungry and stressed and in a bad mood. Little Bear picked up ......Read the rest...

... Sunrise and already the water is being seared with a glow as if under a grill. You can feel the heat building in the morning air, the sand still warm from yesterday. The tide has left......Read the rest...

...Days of Youth In the days of youth when hearts were bold, on tender feet, we danced with joy unbound. Brimming with hopes and dreams, we saw the world as a beautifully exciting playground......Read the rest...

...I don not know how to feel My broken heart will never heal It is bruised, broken and shattered From the awful way you battered It to pieces blow by blow I wish you could only know How you cut m......Read the rest...

... I like the accidental, incidental way- the mist kisses and lifts from the timberline, like angelic lung that breathes it all in, drifts to the next flowering, a honey bee in a land o......Read the rest...

... all time stopped ravenged* by what had gone before a chance given to take a breath gravity suspended wet through to the skin too cold for fevered dreams ......Read the rest...

...Harpies shrieked and lost souls wailed The cold wind stung as embers sailed A fetid stench, eyes red with dust When I looked through to Tartarus. Black column’s rose in demon form terror enthr......Read the rest...

...The grass toad wanted to slither like the snake He asked him for lessons, as his tail did shake I can teach you, the rattler replied, but it might be hard for you. To truly slither it helps to hav......Read the rest...

... I. Walking upon a river side upon concret --Oh how beautiful was that night i saw a caricature running alongside my heart Made of crayola it ran across the way i'd not drank beer nor l......Read the rest...

... With blade sharp tongue his words stung with the pain felt when funeral hymns are sung. In a mournful voice, off key of course, as was his choice in the way he spoke to me. I was blind not to......Read the rest...

...Piano music plays. Soft notes emote mid air, like tear-stung doves they fly in atmosphere of fog. The clouds, they shroud the sky. Piano music plays, the keys, they seize my blues— the de......Read the rest...

...Bluntly, someone said they could never imagine my being married. This stung. I laughed. I am more a comic than a romantic. Pain is preferably felt without witness; better yet, with punchl......Read the rest...

...Bike to ramp and from ramp to tree In just a second you can feel the hit Hanging midair is a time of glee Adrenaline rush with teeth a’grit Grasping his precious jewels The tens unit clung C......Read the rest...

...The art was most masterful on the dark canvas. It seemed as though done by a gigantic genius Colours clashed, popped, hopped, splashed, and slashed like soap bubbles. Shades, strips, and spots w......Read the rest...

...•BAD CHOICES• In the dance of love, they chose amiss, Partners whose embrace stung like a kiss. It's a world of nuts thread and bolts, Also, a world of sharpeners and pencils.4 The sharpen......Read the rest...