Bait Poems - Poems about Bait

...Mankind was never meant to survive the future Technology a trap their greed as bait Generations sacrificed in self destruction On altars of indenture — their natures gone (Calvary Ceme......Read the rest...

...May's tempest doth rumble, I think she took my bait, her violet respire, reciprocates my elate, while the raindrops weave, in hallucinations, that speak to my fate. ......Read the rest...

...The trick to successful fishing- knowing what bait to use......Read the rest...

... I’m a dead muse walking, stuck in a queue moving along slowly, spreading out too A worm wriggles past, looking worse for wear was caught in a hailstorm, guts everywhere ......Read the rest...

...Unlike the model T Ford They come in both black and brown And also unlike model T It’s brown that is getting me down But what I refer to is no early car And it isn’t a cute little mouse It’s......Read the rest...

...I threw my fishing rod into murky waters And, as you might have guessed, caught a lousy nothing. But true as that may be, my bait worm was ate Now I know there is something to catch. So......Read the rest...

... we interrupt this program to plug a sponsor without power tired of fishing the choppy banks? otherwise known 'round these parts as breakin, --into--the--flow ......Read the rest...

...Mein kampf synonymous as a blooper Writer of these words, a former Lower Providence inhabitant, who dwelled within darkest depths of Dante Alighieri's inferno for most of his outlandish, impis......Read the rest...

...I was having a beer at the bar then she walked in It was more of a strut with the sway of her hips. Her ruby red lips were made for kissing In the mirror behind the bar I caught her looking at......Read the rest...

...Wife was feeling neglected and bored. Hubby hugged her. Her low spirits soared. She cooed, “Let’s go to bed.” When he said, “Well, instead, would you bring me some food?” she was floo......Read the rest...

...My garden backs onto a farm Which shouldn’t cause any alarm With so much fresh air I’m glad I live there And only one thing spoils its charm I feed the birds and feral cats At night ......Read the rest...

...Oh you know the type— the orchid woman a cosmopolitan who cosmo sips between snips of gist her charisma a starship —collides with your star-full eyes supernova for Casanova her pouty lips kn......Read the rest...

...Almost there but not quite, stuporous effort fails, for unless we’re the light, our deluded heart wails, whence struck by ego’s blight. Almost there but not quite, we tend to oscillate, in t......Read the rest...

...Negating nothing, accepting what is, we begin then with this organic shell, where stuporous mind treats life like a quiz, birthing fears though heart tells us all is well. For our well-being, we ......Read the rest...

...Your flower petal lips are carnivorous, ever-ready and always famished; I long to be what will satiate you, leaving you all swollen with desire; Ever-ready and always famished, I’ll lead you ......Read the rest...