Unaccounted Poems - Poems about Unaccounted

...Pro-Xi the Showman has a jolly roger soul With a corncrack pipe and a Vuitton clothes and two eyes made from Sheol Pro-XiPing the showman is a hairy fail they say He was made of nose but the ch......Read the rest...

...Less than eighty, now ... they're, unaccounted. 'Tis sad ... NEXT: the hawk hovered that founded fresh sedges, grasslands, and deserts idyll, God in the detail, Red-Tailed Hawk sidle, Blitzkrieg ......Read the rest...

...It's back to the wilds, for the unexplored Panama's island, Pygmy Three-Toed Sloths. Tree huggers, twenty hours daily, course, lots of trees. Four of a kind, their fifth, record as the smallest. ......Read the rest...

...The city above us reaches higher and higher tipped at the top in all its glory with iconic, prickly, spires, as long as air rights permit it. Build, tear down, rebuild, as the wheels below spin r......Read the rest...

...my sympathies aren’t born of grace like in the way of the benevolent heiress who, ever-so-delicately, extends cupped hands to feed the twittering songbirds perched on her windowsill it comes......Read the rest...

...I let it slip away like a fistful of sand I let my life slip away! I sit at a crossroads counting cars whizzing by, I lie underneath a tree counting bees buzzing in and out of a beeh......Read the rest...

...A man with horn-rimmed glasses knelt in the sand thinking: "my office just got a whole lot bigger." He had just flown from sea to shining sea to survey the sea lions. He walked barefoot to a r......Read the rest...

...As I sit in my car Reclined in my seat Doors locked, lights dimmed My four wheel retreat Nestled in darkness Just breathing for sound I duck from their headlights I don't want to be found Th......Read the rest...

...My demons: are awakened; They're lurking around inside my mind I've become so bitter, shaken These demons somehow keep me blind. These demons are trying to get at me; Throwing obstacles in my......Read the rest...

...OSPREY On skies, you glared predator-proud talons and beak curved so sharp as narrow-vision> focusing on doubling plenty to millions... Prey abounded, you soared, till rivers faded to an unsee......Read the rest...

... I Survived The “Widow Maker” Then S.C.A. Written: by Miracle Man 2-15-2020 S. C. A. once took me, beyond my last breath, and sixteen bags hanging from a chrome drip frame. Circumst......Read the rest...

...MECHANICAL The lion of Africa is mechanical A knock down engine Left to rust Producing garbages Break down to the apex From one mechanic to another They always promise to fix it Get paid ......Read the rest...

...Crazy how your number use to be number one on my dial-log to now not being even in appearance at all. Scrolling down our inundated text messages on my phone, tagged with dates in the past. I realiz......Read the rest...

...I am a poet, an artist, a writer A lover of humanity This poem I write is about the Grenfell tower story. Kensington,Kensington What have you done Blood stains and tears are scrolled upon your......Read the rest...

...\ and my hair flew ! it is no longer that part of me. AND my heart! ROSE until caught by the celestial STARS of the lit firmanent! WHERE all DREAMS find their LEGS and some creature sa......Read the rest...