Tressed Poems - Poems about Tressed

...Glorious are the blue-tipped ridges of snow drifts, a see-though sun is a crystal teardrop in my eye. Sunlight sparkles through a clear mirror sky, glorious is the bright and luminous snow. A......Read the rest...

...Butterfly kid takes a photo of the other ones dressed. Some are perfectly together, their curls perfectly tressed. One is a chicken hawk, just leaving his enormous nest. He takes a terrific photog......Read the rest...

...Twice told toilet tale – a cheeky execrable gross fable which poetic product best be affixed with hashtag STINKY label. As a young whippersnapper and one precocious lad to boot, I discovere......Read the rest...

...Dream-worker delves deeply into my dream; vibrations fondle anticipation foreplay wakes wide-eyed swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge - a primordial being in his prime a mascu......Read the rest...

...PIGS WON'T FLY Yes, the little ones wonder, but, like you, their thoughts are so small. Go ahead, run away, but you can't lie about the sky. It doesn't fall, and pigs won't fly. Re......Read the rest...

...Soft Chains – Cold Steel cold steel and darkened hold bound for destinys untold asea in darkened misery a towering flame – laid cold. unbound in aftermath of strife adrift in memories of li......Read the rest...

...Lady, weave Your circle tight With a web of living light Earth and Air and Fire and Water Bind us to you. MacDermot, the Prince of Coolavin came to Connachta a fair maiden to win, ......Read the rest...

...On Halloween Night As in the darkened chambers they slowly dressed becoming beings that scared even themselves - witches, zombies, vampires, werewolves, full moon tressed gathering in dimmi......Read the rest...

...I wet cat impaled on telegraph poles serrated ashbrown fur tinged with flinting silver a mirror blue cut by guitar strings on a shining plate bathed in molten evening shine jet streaks through pylo......Read the rest...

...Life has been long tressed out bitter sometimes filled with many fears filled with many tears days I've spent counting the tears from life up's and downs thinking to myself when will this dark cir......Read the rest...

...My heart has sought your mystery guardian dryad, ivy tressed tree, other worldly mound and ley; long I’ve searched the fair Sidhe. Here, found I the ancient long bone, the knurled hawthorn, th......Read the rest...

......At the Shore, zoneyed hyperspantechnic aerobes seek treasurefiner- metal detectives, hopefilled, as high-tech fishmen at Igloos of beer ponder the dearth?, Nay! of paille tressed, bespe......Read the rest...