Unfired Poems - Poems about Unfired

...Collapsing inwards, Been someone else outwards, That’s who he desires to be, Someone he wants others to see, He’s fame-hunger stricken, His coast he intends to widen, He craves to be the cynos......Read the rest...

...The coldness of the night had past, The light was set the die was cast, A pair of mortals faced each other, Neither thinking of his mother.  Each with an evil glint in his eye,  Each......Read the rest...

...Potter loves the uncertainty of process. The way the fire-ash binds to glaze. The irregularity of flame's touch. He carefully stacks the dried spun pieces in a pile in the kiln, each piece touch......Read the rest...

...Lifeless bullets asleep as captive In the restive barrels of the cold guns Cold as the shadow of death Waiting camouflaged in the dark Wake up at the strike of the trigger Pulled by crooked fing......Read the rest...

...HAPPY THANKSIVING TO ALL AMERICANS OUT THERE. Cluck put-purr kee kee went the turkeys in the back of Jim's truck. He was delivering them to neighboring vicinities for Thanksgiving. When he re......Read the rest...

...Lifeless bullets sleep captive In the barrels of the guns restive Cold as the prison bunk Sleep and wait in the dark Wake up at the strike of the trigger Pulled by men burning in anger. The ......Read the rest...

...Which one first to the fire? Who stokes with his oils And his bones and his brush The kiln and the pyre? Who, so pointlessly young, So tragically sired, Can say to the Potter, "My fuel is un......Read the rest...

...God factories abound upon the mountains and the plans are written in the holy books but lack consistency from page to page... reason enough to keep the cubicles apart, unwired; the laborers are alwa......Read the rest...

...Battle weary joints in intuitions arrayed lines, Reconnoiter the ballistic armor dish, Spy work encounters soft voluptuous designs, Muzzle lifted arrogant projectile as gripe ball? Overshoot ......Read the rest...

...Wandering through verbiage needing a Muse buttress against the blue-lined emptiness toward an expression to portray the day, the gift to uplift this life sprung forth in a 3-ring binder. Ti......Read the rest...

...WE . . . NOT FRUSTRATED Those whose mouth speak and ooze Only fire of a voluble vibrating vocabulary Those whose sin is just speaking for others In order for their other orders not to be......Read the rest...