Prowling Poems - Poems about Prowling

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Serious trouble is prowling. There’s snow, mew-mew meowing. Those steel-blue eyes, mesmerizing. Serious trouble is prowling. His tail’s not tucked between his legs - Stands up like a towering keg. In his haunt, he’ll never beg. His tail’s not tucked between his...Read the rest...

The black dog is prowling around Just quietly without a sound The dog sniffs here and there Who it gets it doesn’t care It licks your hand just to say I am not going to go away And when you’re feeling...Read the rest...

Prowling predator in a starless night. No one knew when it began. Have we forgotten all the lies about Vietnam, the predatory newspeak from Pentagon deception? Prowling predator in a starless night. Do we recall a lying president dispensing cocaine jingoism,...Read the rest...

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Her tiny paws move slowly Exploring the unholy Many foes the kitten meets Preying ‘neath living room seats *March 24, 2017...Read the rest...

The slow caressing night A splash of night lotion Crumpled bed sheet An unending novel of love and anguish The distant rumble of a train Ever-echoing hills and their mystic caves The terrains of age-old fleeting life A sudden lightning and the...Read the rest...

PROWLING THROUGH A WHORE HOUSE Alone, in heat, I prowled my whore house, scanned the faces of the ever-willing ones awaiting for my picking. “Heck, no! I’ve had them all,” I said. “Have even come for some of them again and yet again for want...Read the rest...