Termagant Poems - Poems about Termagant

...Que hablo Diablo? I missed that metaphor; All the smoke and mirrors, crazy like Dead Man’s Curve; Head on crash, it figures; Que hablo Diablo? Your tongue sounds so foreign; It’s way too sed......Read the rest...

...Taking Today's Tumblerful Tea Time This teetotaler turns to tea torquing temptation towards tippling thankfully, though that tremendous tugging teasing tendency thirst trumped, thru teachi......Read the rest...

...Snow chickens dust the high moors. White partridges grounded by rain crouch and huddle burrow into the gorse then as if forgetting the storm they heave up into the wet air just a little way ......Read the rest...

...Snow chickens dust the high moors. White partridges grounded by rain crouch and huddle burrow into the gorse then as if forgetting the storm heave up into the wet air just a little way cluc......Read the rest...

...Triumphant in God* midst challenges, grievously dominant Vibrant will-power prevails in being spiritually jubilant Radiant is my faith, brightened by truth, scripturally elegant… Arr......Read the rest...

...July 25th, 1996 tied the Gordian knot,... (I spent noose cents) begot deux daughters, the major events both since flew cuckoo's nest, the eldest angry at papa for offense sieve behavior father......Read the rest...

...This teetotaler turns to tea torquing temptation towards tippling thankfully, though that tremendous tugging teasing tendency thirst trumped, thru teaching this totally tubular toothless tit......Read the rest...

...Hi everybody, I am nobody; Why do all the somebodies keep jacking my... junk. Nothing I say changes or sways opinions: Stop looking for LINES WITH the punch. I am out to lunch, just a li'l old nobo......Read the rest...

...21christimase, annum as gone, am still staring at the sun there, I mean down there goes my day youth: tendering, losing difference type of dream, imagery unfulfilled with pain and agony. ! O ribcage,......Read the rest...

...21christimase, annum as gone, am still staring at the sun there, I mean down there goes my day youth: tendering, losing difference type of dream, imagery unfulfilled with pain and agony. ! O ribcage,......Read the rest...

...this will be a work in progress...with my b horror film afficienado friend john....suggestions under comments welcome: For near two hundred years The house spewed death And fear among the la......Read the rest...