by Alexa Shelby
Each vessel is an apple:
Round, annular and beaming
exuding empathy, caliber.
Full to the brim, to the core
unsure of how to grow.
Only anticipating the ceaseless picking –
Imagine such an aimless existence!
Whole and uncorrupted,
permanently cherished;
And momentarily
loved
by all children.
A few random poems:
- Иван Киуру – От северной половины земного шара
- To England At The Outbreak Of The Balkan War
- Василий Жуковский – Мина
- Ballade Of The Midnight Forest poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Fears Get Away
- The Wold Vo’k Dead by William Barnes
- The Given Heart
- The Boy by Marilyn Hacker
- Новелла Матвеева – Когда Вселенная открывает нам добровольно
- A soul’s DESIRE by Neelam Sinha
- The Letter poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Маяковский – Учитесь! (РОСТА №937)
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Мелочи жизни
- Владимир Костров – Сверстницам
- A Day on the Beach of War by Tony Stringfellow
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: My Lord A-Hunting:
- Robert Burns: The Bonie Moor-Hen:
- Robert Burns: Prologue: Spoken by Mr. Woods on his benefit-night, Monday, 16th April, 1787
- Robert Burns: Verses Intended To Be Written Below A Noble Earl’s Picture:
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Mrs. Scott: Gudewife of Wauchope-House, Roxburghshire.
- Robert Burns: Inscription For The Headstone Of Fergusson The Poet:
- Robert Burns: Extempore In The Court Of Session:
- Robert Burns: Bonie Dundee:
- Robert Burns: Rattlin’, Roarin’ Willie:
- Robert Burns: Mr. William Smellie -A Sketch:
- Robert Burns: To Miss Logan, With Beattie’s Poems, For A New-Year’s Gift, Jan. 1, 1787:
- Robert Burns: Address To A Haggis:
- Robert Burns: Address To Edinburgh:
- Robert Burns: Yon Wild Mossy Mountains:
- Robert Burns: A Winter Night :
- Robert Burns: On Sensibility: Fragment
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Major Logan:
- Robert Burns: Tam Samson’s Elegy: When this worthy old sportman went out, last muirfowl season, he supposed it was to be, in Ossian’s phrase, “the last of his fields,” and expressed an ardent wish to die and be buried in the muirs. On this hint the author composed his elegy and epitaph.-R.B., 1787.
- Robert Burns: Composed In Spring:
- Robert Burns: Inscribed On A Work Of Hannah More’s: Presented to the Author by a Lady.
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works