Elliot Poems - Poems about Elliot

By barren sands, the weary streets do sprawl, Where voices rattle in the iron dusk, And hollow laughter rises, wan and thin. The city groans beneath a leaden sky, Where smoke and sorrow mingle, thick and gray, A wasteland woven...Read the rest...

Darwin's animal is writing poetry, Nietzsche's Ubermensch is learning idolatry. Cockroach won't leave early, He will wait for the bread crumbs dearly. The embezzler is talking riches, His nightmares are all about witches. "THE GRADIENT" decides, "THE GRADIENT" presides, "THE GRADIENT" is...Read the rest...

Pierre Elliot Trudeau, prime minister of Canada for 15 years, now this is a man to know; a colorful personality mobbed by throngs of cameras and adoring female youth, yet it is his many political decisions that haunt...Read the rest...

I leave no footprint and cast no shadow the water won't ripple when I dive in- but wherever I go, I feel it all because all is within me, as it always has been....Read the rest...

Encouraging life like its outspokenly thoughtfull...Read the rest...

This is the news about a fox in a box, a hare so slim so short and thin on the prowl the fox lets out a howl his tummy starts to growl he begins his hunt with a big grunt he...Read the rest...

The flamboyant Pierre Elliot Trudeau, Canada’s 15th Prime Minister, known for saying fuddle-duddle you know. Also established the Charter of Rights and Freedom, Wish he was still alive, we surely need him. Written October 9, 2012 For Andrea Dietrich’s contest “a...Read the rest...