Whetted Poems - Poems about Whetted

... My heart lay barely beating, drowning in a marinade of salted tears that fell from my reddened eyes. Blood dripped down my chin from biting my swollen lips as if they were wounded like a heart p......Read the rest...

...This, as it is, stripped and reduced - undone by raging, torrential, opened senses; To its elemental couplings of unbridled pieces. Here is life, in towering, brindled expanse, that swallows ......Read the rest...

...I heard screams from those marked for a guillotine death No compromises for their cries before taking a last breath Words of repentance for dastardly crimes were bemoaned Begging for mercy with fe......Read the rest...

...When spring arrives, A group of flowers enjoy Their countenance and As the day grows older They lose their incandescent looks. If they could know the collapse Before the begetting, I hope they......Read the rest...

...Just testing the night The surgeons of sky to see a Sky-net so faulted and frank unflinching but still true Full of expectation and hope...Just touching the night feeling the texture of it ......Read the rest...

...To Ukraine ~Arise in arms from ‘neath oppression’s boot, confront the face of arbitrary whim. Resist as one to quell the scarlet brute and neutralize the threat of florid prim. Let tyran......Read the rest...

...I. they say there exist languages without words without syllables yet pronounced, like the sharp clatter of fork and spoon and knife against each other at dinners in our family. a vase shatte......Read the rest...

...~ Contention grows beyond its mortal vail to rail against suppression none condone, for tyranny imposed shall not prevail when liberty is paid in flesh and bone. Let not the price deter the bo......Read the rest...

...Chef Bourdain 1956-2018 Surf and turf, a sardine in tin will travel. Your downward spiral Magnanimity that whetted our appetite Fans everywhere you excite. Consumed the exotic and con......Read the rest...

...Fragrance of words I’m, who are you? Romance of lines brought in from blue, Make words dance in rhythm, Cut out noise in freedom, A poet asked: so, what’s your view? I wield a sword vibr......Read the rest...

...I'm fazed by your stunning, teeth exaltedness It's sumptuous when you show your sublimeness. You turned that rose branch like a rosebud softness. Betting finely on one's heart'......Read the rest...

...* This is a rather intricate form I created called a “Torridelle” - I hope you enjoy it! * ~ my Angel, fallen ... gossamer linen, violet lace win......Read the rest...

...Dreamer In my boyhood I waded shoal creeks; Veins of living waters swirling past my Ankles; returning home, grinding stones. I asked: How are rain drops like millstones? I watched a stream of......Read the rest...

...Our first kiss whetted my hunger and thirst I was a budding rose at your first touch Love bloomed in the garden for me that night With such affection, my heart was unversed Romance 'n......Read the rest...

...Like Eden Wales to me begins with my first visit to the great castle. It was then that my appetite was whetted. Positioned in the northeast corner, a lookout, no longer strategic, it rests pe......Read the rest...