Maimed Poems - Poems about Maimed

...Unicycle’s silly; it’s sure fun to ride. Best is when it’s hilly; mud just makes you slide. It’s sure fun to ride unless it’s quite chilly. Then, I can confide, inside’s better really. Be......Read the rest...

...curve distribution twilight divided Death Life earth in between blue marble goddess immaculate mean beneath my breath the dawn edges into corners and I, under the press of stars split ......Read the rest...

...Who knows who are the casualties of war? Are they the wounded, maimed, and all the dead? Who counts the orphans, widows, those displaced? The untold truth, a light on this can shed I also am a......Read the rest...

...Don’t be reckless, rude or silly, as a user of the road you have duties, duties to other road users and vehicles, you might lose your licence straight away, sadly others might be maimed or even k......Read the rest...

...In the labyrinth of bone-like thoughts, where the echo of pain ricochets madly, I desperately seek a prosthesis for my soul, maimed by life and disappointments. Where is the cosmic workshop that fo......Read the rest...

...(Battle of Antietam, Sharpsburg, Maryland, September 17, 1862; 2,100 Union dead, 1550 Confederate dead) the day September seventeenth in eighteen sixty-two found stalks of corn in Maryland ......Read the rest...

...Deforestation Sore cosmos, maimed nature Silently pouring irate invective On myopic mortals Without a lamp or vista Beauty lost to the beast Pristine lands, barren grounds Green fields,......Read the rest...

...I still remember your easily smiling face, poetry spilling from your lips Singing joyfully at the dead of night, not a care in the world. Oh how I miss your face when it was alive, When it was not......Read the rest...

...As I ascend the podium, a predator of piquant pontifications, my eyes ravage the assemblage of adversaries, their countenances a canvas of consternation and morbid fascination. The atmosphere is heav......Read the rest...

...No bombs here I walked ashore in Nagasaki  traces of the bomb had gone the dead buried the maimed packed away  no one wanted to talk about the bomb Nagasaki had many shops  I bought a kimon......Read the rest...

...Where do we Stand? Losing ourselves It's not a point An arrival A destination A departure A beginning A never ending An end a time to mend In the groundlessness We’re standing Where......Read the rest...

... Saturday afternoon at the shops Families together laughing and loving a lot Then evil came with deadly intent Joel Cauci stalked them with his knife bent Inspector Amy Scott took the call ......Read the rest...

... Written: February 22, 2024 _______________________________________ Divine dole of daytime, distinct as it came. Fetch forward in finding your felicity flame. A gap in the ......Read the rest...

...With eyes of grey, no longer whole the cross you bare - to see no more. That’s what I see as I look on and so I start to write this song. Your body broke, bound to a chair. Up at the world you’re......Read the rest...

...The black holes in my mind, never to be cleared All light tried to shine, into a vacuum it disappears Is the fate of my mind to have memories seared? Does the emptiness hold nightmares my younger ......Read the rest...