No shoes and a glossy
red helmet, I rode
on the back of my dad’s
Harley at seven years old.
Before the divorce.
Before the new apartment.
Before the new marriage.
Before the apple tree.
Before the ceramics in the garbage.
Before the dog’s chain.
Before the koi were all eaten
by the crane. Before the road
between us, there was the road
beneath us, and I was just
big enough not to let go:
Henno Road, creek just below,
rough wind, chicken legs,
and I never knew survival
was like that. If you live,
you look back and beg
for it again, the hazardous
bliss before you know
what you would miss.
Copyright ©:
2015 Ada Limón
A few random poems:
- Hymn To Woden by William Lisle Bowles
- Memoriam A. H. H.: 67. When on my bed the moonlight fall poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Sunday Morning Blues poem – A. D. Winans poems | Poetry Monster
- Sin poem – Yao Ying poems | Poetry Monster
- Story by Stephen Dunn
- Songs From “Prince Lucifer” I – Grave-Digger’s Song poem – Alfred Austin
- Robert Burns: The Bonie Wee Thing:
- The Stones by Sylvia Plath
- Taketh away by Tanisha Avarsekar
- The tragic tale of Bobby Magee by Ross D Tyler
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- An Answer To A Copy Of Verses Sent Me To Jersey
- The Pleasures of Memory
- Love Poem by Aditya Kumar
- Who Would Of Knew…..About Your Concept!!! (July 10th) by Stevens Cadet
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Robert Burns: I Hae Been At Crookieden:
- Robert Burns: Ye Jacobites By Name:
- Robert Burns: Such A Parcel Of Rogues In A Nation:
- Robert Burns: Frae The Friends And Land I Love:
- Robert Burns: Nithsdale’s Welcome Hame:
- Robert Burns: Address To The Shade Of Thomson: On Crowning His Bust at Ednam, Roxburghshire, with a Wreath of Bays.
- Robert Burns: Sweet Afton :
- Robert Burns: My Bonie Bell:
- Robert Burns: Thou Fair Eliza:
- Robert Burns: O For Ane An’ Twenty, Tam :
- Robert Burns: My Tocher’s The Jewel:
- Robert Burns: Altho’ He Has Left Me:
- Robert Burns: My Eppie Macnab:
- Robert Burns: Johnie Lad, Cock Up Your Beaver:
- Robert Burns: Damon And Sylvia: Fragment
- Robert Burns: Lovely Polly Stewart:
- Robert Burns: You’re Welcome, Willie Stewart:
- Robert Burns: Epigram At Brownhill Inn:
- Robert Burns: The Gallant Weaver:
- Robert Burns: Verses On The Destruction Of The Woods Near Drumlanrig:
More external links (open in a new tab):
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Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
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