The gloss is fading from your hair… The glamour from your brow; The light your eyes were wont to w… Attracts no gazer now. O’er sunny forehead, smiling lips,
Do you have that burning passion i… Are you gentle and soft like cotto… Do you bear any heart and soul to… Why bother eating a meal with no d… I’m sorry to bluntly use the flavo…
Sometimes i write poetry about you on the internet: Strangers who never met either of… think you’re cruel
THE sunshine died long ago, Stifled out long ago, And the waste of the world was gre… And night was the best to know, For night was to doze and forget t…
Why must racism exist today We have grown so much yet fall bac… We were made in the same way We were born and eel all will die Why must we hate one another for t…
Would you live everyday like this? Perfect silence and bliss Living in a warm embrace Enough to make this bruised heart… Walking down this road so cold
AUTOCRAT-PROFESSOR-POET AT A BOOKSTORE Anno Domini 1972 A CRAZY bookcase, placed before A low-price dealer’s open door;
come closer, and do not fear, i will not whisper sweet things in… but will make you realize, that th… man in me might will.
It was near evening, the room was… Half dark; Uncle Ben’s brass bull… And powder-horn and Major Bogan’s… Above the fire in the half-light p… There’s naught to kill but the ani…
By Stanley Collymore The Cardinals have spoken, their… to a new Pope on whose shoulders t… spiritually and ethically, of glob… firmly rests. And amid the celebra…
Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth The gift of saving grace; And let the seed of sacred truth Fall in a fruitful place. Grace is a plant, where’er it grow…
Thou, who the verdant plain dost t… While Thames among his willows fr… Retires; O stranger, stay thee, a… Around contemplate well. This is… Where England’s ancient barons, c…
Drink Drink to excess, the pain away Have another And another day You’re a bad person
Pigeons that have flown down from the courts behind the orchards! Pigeons that run along the beach to take sand into your crops! What contrast is between you, birds of a rare stock, and...
En apariencia serena, en lo interior encogida. ¿Como llegar a la arena con esta mar tan movida? El temor camina dentro,
“Your too nice for me” That’s exactly what she said. The five word death sentence all m… I bought the meal, got flowers And threw complements at her head.
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli… The electric nerve, whose instanta… Makes next-door gossips of the ant… Confutes poor Hope’s last fallacy… The distance that divided her from…
By Stanley Collymore Frankly, I couldn’t have agreed with you more Ash Sarkar, and will effectively go even further, and express the earn…
Emphatic to the point of making no… They mask their cryptic tongue, in… Graduated in seven months, they cl… But when asked of T.S. Eliot son… Muttering in their deathbeds, the…
Those who die on Christmas Day (I heard the triumphant Seraph sa… Will be remembered, for they died Upon the Holy Christmastide; When they attain to Paradise,
A woman is a miracle of life, A masterpiece, both strong and ten… Her beauty is a sight to behold, A grace that words cannot render. She walks with a regal air,
One hour ago the crimson sun, that… The summer day is all but done. O… I bask in peace, content, replete—… The water-violet shuts its eye; th… So in the evening light we lie and…
All I can feel is tears dropping… I can hear the people talking abou… Those voices in my head, they are… The blades cutting through my skin… All my feelings come rushing at on…
ONLY the stars remain to travele… Unalterable; the waters change the… Beneath the flattery of alien skie… From jade to silver and from bronz… Sunrise and sunset spread their lo…
My mind’s gonna explode Error: Bullshit Overload But the load’s not over And when I take the time to recov… There’s another happening
Upon the Siren-haunted seas, betw… Within a world of moon and mist, w… I see a phantom galley and its hul… With ghostly oars that move to son… ‘Oh, we are sick of rowing here!
Don’t, don’t say you love me Don’t, don’t stay forever Don’t, don’t tell me those lies Don’t, don’t say your good bye’s Don’t, don’t leave me breathless
BLACK lie the hills; swiftly dot… And, catching gleams of sunset’s d… Through the dusk land for many a c… The river runneth softly to the se… O happy river, could I follow the…
Born alive Scattered breathing Kites wagging with the wind Cussing and churning and craving I can only see when I’m alone.
UP on the hill where trees were b… I saw her go the first spring dawn… The thrushes came while she was th… And sang when she had gone. I looked at noon, and saw how ligh…