Wyler Poems - Poems about Wyler

..."I Shall A Mighty Hunter Be!" “I shall a mighty hunter be, The King of Kills, by God’s decree! Savannahs always guarantee a vantage camouflaging me. I’ll lie in wait with sharpened claws ......Read the rest...

...P.S. IT’S POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 6 Many thanks to you selected poets; Of sharing your whispers from God, tho you didn’t know it; Each letters and each wor......Read the rest...

...Luckily for the bereft grieving through darkness alone dawn is abundantly deft at its medicinal tone. When a new morning appears, duty abruptly comman......Read the rest...

...A Tribe of Trolls A tribe of trolls escaped their cage! Now rabid wrath and rancor rage. Hurling hurt from hidden hellholes (most notably, their toilet bowls), they flush their filth across y......Read the rest...

...The Revving Roar of Rolling Thunder Through the revving roar of Rolling Thunder, amplifying along air and asphalt, silent complacency’s cast asunder, by the tour de force its riders exalt. ......Read the rest...

...In the abyss, so black and bleak, I’m swarmed with worry, worn and weak. Peristaltic walls swallow prey: A bolus in the bowel’s bay, I am Jonah, humbled and meek. During the storm’s most s......Read the rest...

...Dear Graduates, … Sometimes, a spring breeze softly blowing whispers that a presence needn’t be seen to be felt … … And sometimes, the people piling onto the benches of packed bleach......Read the rest...

...To Bear Witness To bear witness … and awaken the world … he’ll rise: Helpless to halt routine horrors he’s seeing, A scared, adolescent boy of slender size, Nabbed and dehumanized solely for “b......Read the rest...

..."... Someday ..." The sound of "... someday ..." is the saddest serenade: Its Lyrics are the disappointment of plans misplaced and dreams disrupted. ......Read the rest...

...If We Try To Ask Why It was another plain morning in the mundane business belt until we felt the day stay still, and we knelt to pray at will. In the decade since our engrained tranquility was s......Read the rest...

...If We Try To Ask Why It was another plain morning in the mundane business belt until we felt the day stay still, and we knelt to pray at will. In the decade since our engrained tranquility was s......Read the rest...

...The College Caravan Last night we loaded the minivan with her suitcases, Rubbermaid vats, and chest of plastic drawers stuffed with clothing, toiletries, school supplies, and posters. While our......Read the rest...

...If our high hopes and a rainbow’s slopes collide, wide scopes of kaleidoscopes raining bold, forgotten designs upon old, cotton twines we’re staining still bind the gentle mind, after all th......Read the rest...

...Dear Graduate, … Sometimes, a spring breeze softly blowing whispers that a presence needn’t be seen to be felt … … And sometimes, the people piling onto the benches of packed bleache......Read the rest...

...Potty Parity I sadly think when I have to go badly that perhaps it’s petty, but were I a man then I would already be in the can! When Freud enjoyed his heavy levy that women have toyed with “p......Read the rest...