Backwoods Poems

Backwoods poems bring the best collection of short and long backwoods poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great backwoods rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these backwoods poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on backwoods are here for you.

New Moon Spell

New Moon Spell short poem

NEW MOON SPELL in the backwoods of the Louisiana bayou, voodoo is alive and well… Calling on fire, wind, earth and water in the shadow of the torch lights as the dance of the dead is danced, caught up in

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My Little Mo Jo Bag

My Little Mo Jo Bag long poem

Well I got an Rx from Marie Lave au In the backwoods of New Orleans… A sacred blue voodoo MO JO BAG She said I made this just for you, just For you now Bo…carry it in your left Pocket

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Finer Taste

Finer Taste short poem

Higher than clouds, A voice beckons loud, Shouting incoherent statements, Clouding its own sentiments. Down here vibrations resonate, In well traveled ears they commemorate, Aggressive tones without grace, Screaming on shriveled yesterdays. Voices screech after enough, When deafly righteous is

Love Sonnet 10

Love Sonnet 10 sonnet poems

My waking hours are now engulfed in dreams, Reality became a twilight maze, An interlude between silvery beams, And tropic sun’s scorching, hot, blinding blaze; As shroud of night darkens to shadows deep, And dark blue skies acquire a sleepy

December 25th 0ce

December 25th 0ce short poem

Behold the Christ child is born this day, just as the prophets of old did say. In a manger on the cozy hay did his infant Lordship choose to stay. No cradle by a thousand kings paid for, would befit

My World

My World short poem

The path I once tread, seems parched, My favorite trees look bare, bereft of dense skin, The flowers on the trees, now just a colorless papery illusion, And the sky a blazing ugly yellow screen. What happened to my world,

On A Walk In He Park

On A Walk In He Park short poem

Version 2 changes On A Walk in The Park One day on a walk in the park we ran into an arc of the past with a start You ask how many years have passed more than fifty hold fast

Chaste Tree

Chaste Tree short poem

A poem writes my name. I am trembling on paper like salt. Flowing like moon on the black wound. The lamb and the skull. I know the saint invented by masses. You need a fresh awakening. A vastness from nothing

Moon Is On Wane

Moon Is On Wane short poem

The full Moon is on wane Shedding her last attic glory on Earth And every aspect of Earth’s being Scorched too much in blazing Sun, Enjoying the Moonshine bath like budding spinsters Drenching in swelling teenage mirth. The air is

Moment To Memory

Moment To Memory long poem

That day was exhilarating, My heart was already drenching, Split Second I saw, in awe, Gathered my courage to jaw, Time was too good to be true, No thought to subdue, A Kiss, full of bliss, was hard to miss,

Babylon Rott

Babylon Rott short poem

To hear the pattering of tiny feet , then the sound of gunfire in the street, Is a sign that people have lost there way, They cant make head nor tail of the light of day, When will all this

Why It So Happens That

Why It So Happens That short poem

When morose cloud mourns why it showers heavy rains it sheds tears of melancholy to me why it hurts and pains when the uncle sun is furious why it excretes red fireballs its heat scorches all creators every one prays

Until You

Until You short poem

Your oceanic eyes, deeper than the sunset. I lost the universe in your deific gaze. Eastern sky is dark, sunbeam left the land. Your hair spread over the highest mountain. The words you utter are more than just words. They

Etc

Etc short poem

Her embracing self Sweeps you away to an unknown river dale Currents of her whirling posture Working wonder when together. Thy unconscious loving solitude showing bursting aptitude Amusing her tender parts Before another night is over. Dew of her canvassing

Jealousy

Jealousy short poem

That dark and lurking shadow With its looming sense of gloom The overpowering pain it could bestow Tearing into laughter and relations, slow That dark and lurking shadow Which so sullies the spark of life Casting an eclipse of endless

The Wind Can Dance

The Wind Can Dance prose poem

I know it’s easier to catch a breeze or two, once we have been around the bend We should take the time to watch the leaves among the trees every now and then We should take a moment to smell

Heal Yourself

Heal Yourself short poem

The self within you is perturbed Rusty, Dusty, unclear and broken Ruptured spirit you carry within It needs to be healed… Healed from within your spirit The soul needs to be nourished With good deeds and thoughts The soul within

New Moon Rising

New Moon Rising short poem

On the Eastern horizon, a deep gray cloud appears, in the shape of a graceful swan. A slivered harvest gold new moon is playing peek-a-boo High, prevailing air currents keep “Swan Cloud” slowly moving across the star studded sky-line. “New

The Glass Sea

The Glass Sea short poem

The tide stroked at my toes. It reminded me how… gentle Your touch used to be. A gilded sun enveloped the glass sea, Glistening; the way your Eyes lit a darkened room. Waves, Crashed. Semi-translucent images Come and go on

Kiss Me Again

Kiss Me Again ballad

It is only your hands I want on me, your sweet breath at my ear. I need you forever and ever, my love, your soft whispers I ache to hear. The hour grows dark, the shadows stir. I need you

How Alone I am

How Alone I am short poem

How alone am I How sad am I You never know I never show You smile with a shine I smile with wine Your enthralling eyes Defines my style Missing you is my life Yes I live, but I strife

Empty Desk

Empty Desk short poem

Desk, empty because, you bullied her. Left her feeling worthless. Took all her courage, made everything seem hopeless. Never the one to ask. All she wanted was acceptance. She never wished, anything, but a friend to feel her presence. Hurtful

The Fifth Element

The Fifth Element short poem

She glides through air, though she is claimed by everything and everyone. Mind and matter are hers, for she is their fount. She has no name, but every name begins with and ends into her… She’s lighter than light itself,

The Book Of Love

The Book Of Love short poem

The name, that will be written in the book of love, shouldn’t be faint- should be full of charm, meaningful and uttered fairly. The name must be eminent earning her lover’s fame, and the book will win the compliment, and

Blank

Blank long poem

Voices in my head they don’t heed to me anymore have a life of their own and me as a slave critique everything I do fight over each small detail perspectives and bitter hurt and they keep it alive keep

Chameleon

Chameleon short poem

I am a chameleon Changing colors from place to place and person to person At the streets I walk navy blue, Holding back, Thinking before I act, Avoiding embarrassment. At the seaside I step on the grass As a happy,

The Feel Of You

The Feel Of You short poem

The hair coming to your face, It just fascinates me; The kinky smile giving it a grace, Makes me lose the will to my soul that awaits me. The tip of your nose, Points towards my salvation; Those softly elegant

Pure White

Pure White short poem

Pure white I cannot fathom the multi-hues you hide within yourself On a baby swathed in white you take on the colour of innocence and joy On a pious man you are coloured with selflessness On a doctor you take

Love Songs Of A Bull Frog (part Two)

Love Songs Of A Bull Frog  (part Two) long poem

Let us go then, you and I… Let us go then… Tired? Surprisingly, we have been saying this a hundred years. It haunts. The hallucination continues. No, it leap-frogs. Eliot was dead before I was born, before we were born.

The Measure Of A Human

The Measure Of A Human prose poem

The human brain weighs three pounds. The human heart weighs eleven ounces. Human skin is seven hundreds of an inch thick. To know a human’s mind and heart takes time. It takes time to parse out the subtleties of their

Unfreezing

Unfreezing short poem

Freezing was not required for the casket. It only contained a shroud. The schism had scored a victory. Bystanders will find a dark matter between the words. The god was very lonely today. The black wounds start crying. A white

At my doorstep

At my doorstep short poem

I stand at my doorstep, Eyes straining on the very path you walked by… I wait to hear those footsteps retreating, back to me, you in my arms again… I shut the door, sighing. I then hear a soft knock;

One Step Less

One Step Less short poem

Was a little hesitance on my part or may be it was just some lethargy after that long duel Every bone inside of me , was screaming savagely Make no mistake about it I didn’t quit They’re questioning me now

Fri-e-n-d

Fri e n d short poem

With hustle and bustle, they start with a rule. One named as mighty satire and other the great ridicule. Both expose human foolishness in a mess One has a gorgeous deriding voice while other sounds less. Ridicule have a caustic

Fallen Woman

Fallen Woman short poem

you know what I am able to do I take a guess about you you say “everyone has feelings for you” don’t clarify that means anything to you why do people trust you? I’ve always wondered “what you do” you

Eighteen

Eighteen short poem

As rage dwindled and I came to be Writhed in agony on the ground, I howled. With beaten eyes, I looked around Buds of flake and broken shards were found. Wiping my eyes, I sat on the filthy floor My

Twisted Roles

Twisted Roles short poem

I tend lovingly my husband, present savior, shareholder of my future pains of old age. But, he is in my place and I am in his role. I nourished warmly my innocent children my blessed off-springs of happy home, future

Purple Gaze

Purple Gaze short poem

I traced the patterns, Under the clear moonlight. So lovingly held, In the heat of, The purple gaze. The upturned contours- Defined- Sharp- In their arrogance. Craggy- In its silvery silhoutte. Perhaps, It was the last time, I set my

Worthiness

Worthiness short poem

We seldom recognise good qualities of fellow human , when alive We determines his stature by his negative streaks We put down him at the slightest opportunity We see only the devilish quality and not the Divine quality in him

Please Explain

Please Explain short poem

I am me I am you But who am I What is my purpose Please tell me Am I just surplus Where do I come from And where do I go Why don’t I know Say what you say But