Whelped Poems - Poems about Whelped

...Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost... ~ May fourth, 2005 wedded bliss nearly fifty years half a century almost me not most favorite grown offspring, she (when alive) did boast, ab......Read the rest...

...All around me the land suffers too much greening. The luxuriant froths over into a feverish lush. Birds cannot consume all the insects. Snakes cannot eat all the birds. The ground hogs on the swi......Read the rest...

...Over a bridge and past a bright green meadow appeared a little squidge an angry monstrous short little fellow "Come, Come my Sesame Balanja, Follow me to my CrossjaKanga!" He jumped and he ......Read the rest...

...The story begins when I was a young man, personal chirurgeon for Prince Malistare, when the Kingdom of Blenum faced rebellion in the west, among the peasants out there. The king sent an army, l......Read the rest...

...Sentinels were gathered upon the pond dressed in their best green beau monde' Waiting to herald the birth of first bloom as twins were whelped from Lily's womb......Read the rest...

...A dog by the side of the road Whelped out her cute little load A copper who saw Reeled off the law Cited for littering I’m told......Read the rest...

...In the august acclamations of weaponry befits this uniform adorned and in prideful boast our livery of arsenal upon the enemy scorned From this distant seat shall reap dead carapace the autom......Read the rest...

... Canis Lupus, gray wolf of forest and brushlands, Where denning sites throughout are plentiful and safe, With gifts of strength, endurance and great stamina, You travel on for hours before fa......Read the rest...

...Father I stretch my hands to you, for you are the only help I know Seems all my old friend are now my enemies, and I’m hated every I go. I feel before this time another year, I’ll be all alone, ......Read the rest...

...I saw her bucket in hand, standing aside the stage Hidden by the screen from prying eyes. Her face Telling a story of pride and equal shame. I felt rage For suddenly I was looking at mother again. Tr......Read the rest...

...* (Saturn is esoterically associated with the twelfth month of December) … I feel your clutching of the wraiths (ghosts) suspended between us, serenade of echoes, writhing, blindly ag......Read the rest...

...Me and you, you and I It's okay to cry Can't nothing take the sadness from goodbyes Me and you, you and I At times we dream upon mystery's in the sky Something Epic about the history of you ......Read the rest...