wishing I wish
all the stars
would fall from
my eyes
you’ve made a
mess of me
of which incapable
to break free alone
why won’t you
get carried away
on the edge again
darkness plays
Song from ‘Indian Queen Opera’
I attempt from love’s sickness to fly in vain. Since I am myself my own fever, my own fever and pain. No more now no more now fond heart, with pride should we swell, thou canst not raise forces enough to rebel, I attempt from love’s sickness…. For love has more power [...]
but there was more
always more for me
just below the surface
and
after near death subsided
a rushing lake of passion
emerged again ….
it wouldn’t have just
stop flowing would it?
Me and myself said out loud
Of Human Bondage by Somerset Maugham
So Long, See you Tomorrow by William Maxwell
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers
Atonement by Ian McEwan
The Child in Time by Ian McEwan
The Egoist by George Meredith
Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller
shaking my head
at the numbers
of possibilities
ways and means
not to be alone
you lay there
pathetic soldier
my bed you’ve slept
and i’m still
dirty within you
There are butterfly’s in the air. A political speech writer for the Wall Street Journal wrote what she hopes Obama will shoot for with his inaugural address ….
“Will he reach for poetry? I hope so, if poetry is defined as no wasted words on the way to the thought and the thought is [...]
There are butterfly’s in the air. A political speech writer for the Wall Street Journal wrote what she hopes Obama will shoot for with his inaugural address ….
“Will he reach for poetry? I hope so, if poetry is defined as no wasted words on the way to the thought and the thought is [...]
There are butterfly’s in the air. A political speech writer for the Wall Street Journal wrote what she hopes Obama will shoot for with his inaugural address ….
“Will he reach for poetry? I hope so, if poetry is defined as no wasted words on the way to the thought and the thought is worthy and true.”
poetry.com Vancouver Poetry HouseFree verse is a term describing various styles of poetry that are written without using strict meter, rythum, or rhyme, but still recognizable as poetry by virtue of complex patterns of one sort or another that readers will perceive to be part of a coherent whole.
