To the Bartholdi Statue poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry

O Liberty, God-gifted– Young and immortal maid– In your high hand uplifted, The torch declares your trade. Its crimson menace, flaming Upon the sea and shore, Is, trumpet-like, proclaiming That Law shall be no more. Austere incendiary, We’re blinking in the light; Where is your customary Grenade of dynamite? Where are your staves and […]

The Statesmen poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry

How blest the land that counts among Her sons so many good and wise, To execute great feats of tongue When troubles rise. Behold them mounting every stump, By speech our liberty to guard. Observe their courage–see them jump, And come down hard! ‘Walk up, walk up!’ each cries aloud, ‘And learn from me […]

Safety-Clutch poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry

Once I seen a human ruin In a elevator-well. And his members was bestrewin’ All the place where he had fell. And I says, apostrophisin’ That uncommon woful wreck: “Your position’s so surprisin’ That I tremble for your neck!” Then that ruin, smilin’ sadly And impressive, up and spoke: “Well, I wouldn’t tremble badly, […]

Rimer poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry

The rimer quenches his unheeded fires, The sound surceases and the sense expires. Then the domestic dog, to east and west, Expounds the passions burning in his breast. The rising moon o’er that enchanted land Pauses to hear and yearns to understand. Ambrose BierceAmbrose Bierce, (born June 24, 1842, Meigs county, Ohio, […]

Piety poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry

The pig is taught by sermons and epistles To think the God of Swine has snout and bristles. Ambrose BierceAmbrose Bierce, (born June 24, 1842, Meigs county, Ohio, U.S.—died 1914, Mexico?), American newspaperman, wit, satirist, poet, and author of sardonic short stories based on themes of death and horror. His life ended […]

Freedom poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry

Freedom, as every schoolboy knows, Once shrieked as Kosciusko fell; On every wind, indeed, that blows I hear her yell. She screams whenever monarchs meet, And parliaments as well, To bind the chains about her feet And toll her knell. And when the sovereign people cast The votes they cannot spell, Upon the pestilential […]

Elegy poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry

The cur foretells the knell of parting day; The loafing herd winds slowly o’er the lea; The wise man homewards plods; I only stay To fiddle-faddle in a minor key. Ambrose BierceAmbrose Bierce, (born June 24, 1842, Meigs county, Ohio, U.S.—died 1914, Mexico?), American newspaperman, wit, satirist, poet, and author of sardonic […]

Decalogue poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry

Thou shalt no God but me adore: ‘Twere too expensive to have more. No images nor idols make For Roger Ingersoll to break. Take not God’s name in vain: select A time when it will have effect. Work not on Sabbath days at all, But go to see the teams play ball. Honor thy […]

An Inion poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry

A conqueror as provident as brave, He robbed the cradle to supply the grave. His reign laid quantities of human dust: He fell upon the just and the unjust. Ambrose BierceAmbrose Bierce, (born June 24, 1842, Meigs county, Ohio, U.S.—died 1914, Mexico?), American newspaperman, wit, satirist, poet, and author of sardonic short […]

Alone poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry

In contact, lo! the flint and steel, By sharp and flame, the thought reveal That he the metal, she the stone, Had cherished secretly alone. Booley Fito. Ambrose BierceAmbrose Bierce, (born June 24, 1842, Meigs county, Ohio, U.S.—died 1914, Mexico?), American newspaperman, wit, satirist, poet, and author of sardonic short stories based […]

On Beer

Be it Pilsner or IPA Drink before it’s gotten stale If the stuff is German lager Know that lager is a camp And unless you’re a beer blogger German camps tend to be quite damp And let’s be honest, frank and bold They don’t serve there apple juice Those places can even turn quite cold […]

Ode to Beer, an Irish Song

Ode to Beer D’oh, the stuff that buys me beer ray, the guy that sells me beer me, the guy who drinks the beer far, the distance from my beer so, I think I’ll have a beer la, la la la la la beer Tea, no thanks I’m drinking beer and it brings us back […]

Whose beer is that? A Poem about Beer.

  A Poem about Beer Whose beer is that? I think I know. Its owner is quite happy though. Full of joy like a vivid rainbow, I watch him laugh, and cry hello. He gives his beer a shake, And laughs until his belly aches. The only other sound’s the break, Of distant snakes and […]

An Ode to Beer

An Ode to Beer A Sonnet for the month of January, a poem about beer by Fledermausi   My joyful beer, you inspire me to write. How I love the way you set free and delight, Invading my mind both the day and night, Always dreaming about the idiosyncrasy. Let me compare you to a […]

Yes, ’tis the pulse of life! my fears were vain!

Yes, ’tis the pulse of life! my fears were vain! I wake, I breathe, and am myself again. Still in this nether world; no seraph yet! Nor walks my spirit, when the sun is set, With troubled step to haunt the fatal board, Where I died last—by poison or the sword; Blanching each honest cheek […]

Sonnet to Italy by Felicia Dorothea Hemans

For thee, Ansonia! Nature’s bounteous hand, Luxuriant spreads around her blooming stores; Profusion laughs o’er all the glowing land, And softest breezes from thy myrtle-shores. Yet though for thee, unclouded suns diffuse Their genial radiance o’er thy blushing plains; Though in thy fragrant groves the sportive muse Delights to pour her wild, enchanted strains; Though […]

Ode to Superstition

[lwptoc] ODE TO SUPERSTITION.[1] I. 1. Hence, to the realms of Night, dire Demon, hence! Thy chain of adamant can bind That little world, the human mind, And sink its noblest powers to impotence. Wake the lion’s loudest roar, Clot his shaggy mane with gore, With flashing fury bid his eye-balls shine; Meek is his […]

An Epistle to A Friend

AN EPISTLE TO A FRIEND. Villula,……….et pauper agelle, Me tibi, et hos unâ mecum, et quos semper amavi, Commendo. PREFACE. Every reader turns with pleasure to those passages of Horace, and Pope, and Boileau, which describe how they lived and where they dwelt; and which, being interspersed among their satirical writings, derive a secret and […]

The Pleasures of Memory

Twilight’s soft dews steal o’er the village-green, With magic tints to harmonize the scene. Still’d is the hum that thro’ the hamlet broke, When round the ruins of their antient oak The peasants flock’d to hear the minstrel play, And games and carols clos’d the busy day. Her wheel at rest, the matron thrills no […]

Oh could my Mind

Oh could my Mind, unfolded in my page, Enlighten climes and mould a future age; There as it glow’d, with noblest frenzy fraught, Dispense the treasures of exalted thought; To Virtue wake the pulses of the heart, And bid the tear of emulation start! Oh could it still, thro’ each succeeding year, My life, my […]

Chinese Zodiac Signs

[ad_1] Each Chinese New Year begins on the day of first new moon. In the western year 2005, the new moon began on February 9. It was the Chinese year 4702. In actuality, most Chinese began using the western, or solar, calendar in the early twentieth century, except on important holidays. Many of the calendars […]

The Truth About Propolis Benefits

[ad_1] Propolis or bee medicine was a medical rage in the last few years. Some people claimed that it does wonders but others believe it is just another snake oil’s medicine used by some con men to trick the public. The problem about propolis is information. The amount of reliable information on the subject is […]

Hitler, a poem about Hitler

Hitler by Fledermaus Remember Hitler? Redeeming and inspiring. He brought pure hopes of Christendom resurrected The good cause lost. So funny. Fledermauswww.poetry.monster

At Delphi poem – Alfred Austin

I Apollo! Apollo! Apollo! II Where hast thou, Apollo, gone? I have wandered on and on, Through the shaggy Dorian gorges, Down from where Parnassus forges Thunder for the Phocian valleys; Where the Pleistus springs and sallies Past ravines and caverns dread, Have, like it, meanderëd; But I cannot see thee, hear thee, Find […]

Mugging (I) poem – Allen Ginsberg

I Tonite I walked out of my red apartment door on East tenth street’s dusk- Walked out of my home ten years, walked out in my honking neighborhood Tonite at seven walked out past garbage cans chained to concrete anchors Walked under black painted fire escapes, giant castiron plate covering a hole in ground […]

The Prophet poem – Alexander Pushkin

A poem by Alexander Pushkin – Pouchkine, Pooshkin (1799-1837), in English translation Longing for spiritual springs, I dragged myself through desert sands … An angel with three pairs of wings Arrived to me at cross of lands; With fingers so light and slim He touched my eyes as in a dream: And opened my prophetic […]

The Bakchesarian Fountain poem – Alexander Pushkin

A poem by Alexander Pushkin – Pouchkine, Pooshkin (1799-1837), in English translation   A TALE OF THE TAURIDE. Mute sat Giray, with downcast eye, As though some spell in sorrow bound him, His slavish courtiers thronging nigh, In sad expectance stood around him. The lips of all had silence sealed, Whilst, bent on him, each […]

Day’s Rain Is Done poem – Alexander Pushkin

A poem by Alexander Pushkin – Pouchkine, Pooshkin (1799-1837), in English translation Day’s rain is done. The rainy mist of night Spreads on the sky, leaden apparel wearing, And through the pine-trees, like a ghost appearing, The moon comes up with hidden light. All in my soul drags me to dark surrender. There, far […]

Bound for your distant home poem – Alexander Pushkin

A poem by Alexander Pushkin – Pouchkine, Pooshkin (1799-1837), in English translation Bound for your distant home you were leaving alien lands. In an hour as sad as I’ve known I wept over your hands. My hands were numb and cold, still trying to restrain you, whom my hurt told never to end this pain. […]

Boris Godunov poem – Alexander Pushkin

A poem by Alexander Pushkin – Pouchkine, Pooshkin (1799-1837), in English translation A Drama in Verse DRAMATIS PERSONAE BORIS GODUNOV, afterwards Tsar. PRINCE SHUISKY, Russian noble. PRINCE VOROTINSKY, Russian noble. SHCHELKALOV, Russian Minister of State. FATHER PIMEN, an old monk and chronicler. GREGORY OTREPIEV, a young monk, afterwards the Pretender to the throne of […]

The Messiah : A Sacred Eclogue poem – Alexander Pope

A poem by Alexander Pope (1688-1744) , the greatest English poet of “Augustan” or Georgian period Ye nymphs of Solyma! begin the song, To heavenly themes sublimer strains belong. The mossy fountains, and the sylvan shades, The dreams of Pindus, and the Aonian maids, Delight no more – O thou, my voice inspire, Who […]