Midden Poems - Poems about Midden

...Over the mantle, a hand, a candle, breaking bread—ample. A white head bowed down, old and worn with frown, pensive and in prayers. A bowl sits with pears, two other side-chairs. Partial......Read the rest...

...aye! ye sing nay dance! demanded o' the demon in brighten'd tar but wizen'd burr gave sudden slip did gape ‘n gash ‘pon cracken'd jar fell he into a midden pit so ran the blood ‘......Read the rest...

...When I was young, I'd a desire, To fly beyond this earth, higher; Where the sun never gets retire, Blazing with his scorching fire; It's paradise, indeed...! It is where moon, at night, does s......Read the rest...

...Treasures Midden David J Walker It is in the midden The story hidden In the heap The truth entwined With dung and grime To keep As secrets from the Eyes less bold Where ora......Read the rest...

...Upon poised to strike unsuspecting prey oft times myself she doth cannibal eyes everything her sight coalescing, whereby her occipital orbs gleam fiery poker hot embers ferocious roars of ear spl......Read the rest...

...***** restless sleep... the nightmares.. i shut my eyes some-wheres. to find myself upstairs... gasping... gagging... in a darkroom hidden... i felt as if chidden... was I in a midde......Read the rest...

...Ch8, cont. Northward parallel the valley. And their ridge-top elevation Gave advantage of perspective They could see the forest's ending In the distance. That same evening Would reveal ......Read the rest...

...this twinning set, of urchin's smile reflected, by stale fathers turned to murk, knapping flint saturated by eons, gripped saltwise in bitter steel neglected, high voices cry "banal!" and f......Read the rest...

...Bitter spinsters in their nighties Wedding rings of bright pyrites Unrequited youthful crushes Unwise lusts, unwanted blushes Teddies trapped in pink balloons And endless loops of sickly tunes ......Read the rest...

...The black dog comes without warning it meanders inside my head teasing me, testing me, pushing me to the limit of human endurance. I hate my weakness. I abhor the crazy mixed up tears that r......Read the rest...

...it follows that sharp slivers of time warp like wild geese reflected across still water winging faces sway'd as wheat seas pitied not by thresher's flail rictus hidden in......Read the rest...

...Who is that ambling up the lane With woolly wherewithal? Few would bother to explain An aimless animal. But that's no common woolmonkey Seeking out the truth Deductions elementary: It's Sherlock Shee......Read the rest...

...Thank you, for excavating from dead tongue Under midden of lies The archive of our own history The outlines of identity So we under obscurity white sheet Could find resurrection of self In another vo......Read the rest...

...DEATH OF THE SNOW HEAPS Like full-bodied youngsters they ruled the street For a while - rude, unchallenged strength sweet; Their short life - immaculate seeming. Hard heartless s......Read the rest...

...Tis sore int' thwait wi mor'n a few folks a gippy loose tha's snap as M'pessons well n tek sum brass from t'watter na its nowt but a mickle midden but them folks as a good un, narry a one of......Read the rest...