that place, where one spring
we saw a grass snake –
greenish gold
where a forest stream
curled around a meadow, laughing; fallen
trees lay rotting, not touched by anyone
so warm
and green
that place, where for the first time, I saw a grass snake –
his gold crown
all that is gone now
a twisted barbed wire fence
ensnares that place, enclosing some kind of buildings,
sheds, bulldozed ravines, mounds of gravel
and not a living soul
only a sign reads: “no trespassing”
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Robert Burns: Lovely Young Jessie:
- I Sing The Body Electric by Philip Levine
- The Café Filtre by Paul Blackburn
- Poor Fisherman
- Adam: A Sacred Drama. Act 3. by William Cowper
- The Hecatomb to his Mistress by John Cleveland
- Orlando Furioso Canto 19 by Ludovico Ariosto
- Aix In Provence by Robert Browning
- The Devon Maid: Stanzas Sent In A Letter To B. R. Haydon poem – John Keats poems
- The Lion by Vachel Lindsay
- Drying Their Wings by Vachel Lindsay
- Who does she think she is…. by Shel Silverstein
- Channel Crossing by Sylvia Plath
- Death by William Butler Yeats
- Aftermath by Sylvia Plath
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
