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Poems About: HOWL

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  • 109.
    Stars

    The stars have debts to me,
    cause i loved them for,
    so many years.
    I can look at the sun again read more »

    Savvas Dimitsakis
  • 110.
    wall street

    "The con man always laughs because his game is so simple, belief so easily had."
    Thomas Williams
    From: The Hair of Harold Roux read more »

    paul bamberger
  • 111.
    Witness To My Memorial

    Late
    at night
    amidst
    thunderous read more »

    Leonard Dabydeen
  • 112.
    Mooo-ooooon

    High above the black night sky,
    Big and round and shiny white.
    A lone sad wolf stood atop a rock,
    Howling, Howling to the read more »

    Chiban Kokoru
  • 113.
    On Peace

    Cry out
    cry out loud
    like a wounded animal
    No more time read more »

    Navtej Bharati
  • 114.
    A Sad Song

    The crevaces of the night
    howled it's hollow song
    into the ears of my good night
    and my arsenal of words read more »

    Norman Santos
  • 115.
    flow

    it just flows
    like wind on a cool night
    the sound of the dog howling
    or is it the wind blowing read more »

    bruce butler
  • 116.
    The drear

    The drear
    the cemetery
    the shrouds that roam read more »

    Emmanuel George Cefai
  • 117.
    Razors In The Wind

    Howling away,
    Leaving nothing,
    As it blows away,
    As we all walk through, read more »

    James Aykroyd
  • 118.
    144 Syllables On A Winter Morning

    I sit in a chair,

    Looking out the window, at the trees, read more »

    Joshua Lewis White
  • 119.
    The Night Watchman

    'Wifey', cried the owl
    Serene is thy howl
    You're the best singer in town
    He added with a frown read more »

    Dorothy Sinha
  • 120.
    Laws Of Galileo -new-

    In tarry darkness cigarets unlit make chewing tobacco unreasonable
    London's out of its wits as eastern Georgia springs to unseasonable
    My coffee cup is missing & I don't know where she is, that waitress
    In this party gown I'm too often mistaken for a State's star witness read more »

    Richard Thripp
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