Whited Poems - Poems about Whited

...I dained that I'd distress the Dutch, Refrain the French with such - and - such. 'Gainst Germans I'd my victory forge, Churchillian chants in Cheddar Gorge. Send Poles packing from our building......Read the rest...

...Sun Conures Brazilian blue bliss from hot savannah rise these squealing screechers then land so near me peering through whited eye rings warily. ......Read the rest...

...A white out A snow bomb Homes snow blanketed Whited sepulchres Cars abandoned Stuck in snowdrifts An arm sticking stiffly out Above its embedded body Deep in its shroud of snow The wind how......Read the rest...

.... for public domain I did not trust my feelings, their value nor their worth, I buried them for years to come, six feet beneath the Earth. Thought would rule unruly days, axioms my savior, ......Read the rest...

...Day-248 “Winter’s Wrath” From out of the north The cold winds blew Hell’s inferno turned blistery cold The Devil himself all Bundled in ice coated steel; His snarly, crackling laughter Pierc......Read the rest...

... Grampie Zach got bone saw breath, he cut tight lips no slack "All dung buggy complaints," his wrinkled hand pointedly sez, “Take it to the sphincter hole out back!” That’s the true-tru......Read the rest...

...In a winter chorus, autumn’s rouge and sallow shed. Their shuffle settles loamy dregs of timber lords. As they await the hurling puff to haply brush the forest floor, of what to grace their lot, t......Read the rest...

... Byword People (Came By Way) Pitch black was the day after the nightmare before When the blue wails washed upon the sunset shore Dark journey’s end for the castoff children, who w......Read the rest...

... Sarcophagus beetles gnaw on these bones buried in the catacombs They still have zombie feast needs of me long after I’m gone The scratching on the whited stones of the sunken mauso......Read the rest...

... It’s autumn time in America, the colors are changing ... (it’s alt right to gasp in whited disbelief) as poplar majority, quaking Aspen leaves slowly fall off the John Birch branches......Read the rest...

... Yellow is the color of the sun, is it not? It’s the same color as the Asian valet corporate fella, holding a Salvation Army red pot Collecting inflated IPO fees at an illegal dot.c......Read the rest...

... You ask indignantly, why must I go there — mucking around ... bumping up the sound You say I’m just trying to be a troublemaker, and you place a sure bet that trouble is all I’m gonna g......Read the rest...

...Love is in air, as sparkle eyes cherish their meet He sat at the beach leisurely painting the bay Blues and purples he mixes with touches of gray ......Read the rest...

...Who am I really? Lover , sinner , saint? The outward faces that we show, are only coats of paint. Everyone goes about the expected way, and plays their little games, never realizing , that the......Read the rest...

...I wrote a letter just last week I went and bought a stamp. Tongue cut on the envelope and awful writer's cramp. My handwriting was, let's say, 'quaint' no flourishes, no fuss but looked like it......Read the rest...