Vipers Poems - Poems about Vipers

... How awful is that, being killed in a deadly elephant attack, or being eaten by a crocodile? You cannot tame those rhinoceros, nor ride the backs ......Read the rest...

...In the depth of the shadow that stretches when words are made sense of and then cast aside, Silence dresses over our dreams, ethereal strands subtly strung and pierced through, Desire boils and yea......Read the rest...

... In agony in this flame on "Intriguing drooling’s corpses conveying in hells caverns Awaiting cooling sprinted saliva Make it stop eternity damnation Bleeding souls gnashing a......Read the rest...

...Trump poems and epigrams V The prez should be above the law, he sez, even though he’s no longer prez. —Michael R. Burch Mercedes Benz by Michael R. Burch I'd like to do a song of grea......Read the rest...

...The frustration rises, like bile To fill my chest I feel a knot in my stomach A pit of vipers writhing. The eyes are watching my every move As I feel I can’t do right For doing wrong. I ca......Read the rest...

...(I) I am the nomad traversing the frontiers a desert cemetery serving as a basin for vipers waiting to spread their venomous message and snip away at the fragile thread that serves as my tig......Read the rest...

...He who is silent is often the most brilliant of men, He doesn’t throw his plastic bottles into the sea, He walks in the forest, so as not to offend anyone, He knows that under the stone there are ......Read the rest...

...The bayou sky flies a catfish moon over swamp gators And cottonmouth vipers. Accordions, fiddles, and rub board vests Make their ramble through the undergrowth hot on the trail Of a sultry midsu......Read the rest...

...I would love to speak all languages except the one of the vipers...!......Read the rest...

...""AH, but their anger is not a small thing Where their fury demands its own fullness They stink of pain and death, long blacken wings" Their tormenting stings pure hell nothing less."" -- RJL quo......Read the rest...

...Before I became a worrier, a rebel, a Spartacus: I remember listening to an orator on a city bus: he criticized and enraged some arrogant characters; he shouted harsh words to the deceiving charl......Read the rest...

...You can’t lie To a sweet lyre bird, You can’t lie At a small primrose, Nor to a young Clarisse, No one will lie, Or a lying cat, You can’t lie to me, You can’t lie to me, To a white ro......Read the rest...

...fiery forever flaming grief of fear furnace... fuels the faithless hopelessness-haven heating hypocrites' hatred... helpless habitat fleeing from hell*'s doom soul seeks freedom......Read the rest...

...prancing across my desk a parade of venomous snakes what are they running from I see nothing but cotton balls, scissors, sanitizer and paper clips. When the smoke clears there is a brigade of ant......Read the rest...

...Corrupt farm, disdainful politics Corrupt farm, unedifying ethics The Lion gorges the subservient animals but not grass page Or even does he gobble other feeds in the forest sage The pronghor......Read the rest...