They Did Not Expect This by Vernon Scannell
They did not expect this. Being neither wise nor brave And wearing only the beauty of youth’s season They took the first turning quite unquestioningly And walked quickly without looking back even once. It was of course the wrong turning. First they were nagged By a small wind that tugged at their clothing like a […]
Schoolroom On A Wet Afternoon by Vernon Scannell
The unrelated paragraphs of morning Are forgotten now; the severed heads of kings Rot by the misty Thames; the roses of York And Lancaster are pressed between the leaves Of history; Negroes sleep in Africa. The complexities of simple interest lurk In inkwells and the brittle sticks of chalk: Afternoon is come and English Grammar. […]
NOCHE MARINA by Victoria l.mora paoli
Era noche cerrada sólo estaba el mar y yo, las olas iban y venían y en cada ola juguetona y traviesa les cantaban alegremente a los botes mecidos por el vaivén de las aguas y a las redes de los pescadores. Ya los hombres de mar comenzaban a llegar para irse en sus barcas a […]
NO SE VIVIR ASI by victoria luisa mora paoli
Todo es tan díficil que de repente, una se siente perdida en un mundo que no logro comprender sólo lloro en mi eterna soledad, una soledad honda, profunda, una soledad que tiene una hermana la tristeza que hace doler el pecho, que no tiene compasión, que lástima y desgarra el alma que nadie conoce que […]
Nettles by Vernon Scannell
My son aged three fell in the nettle bed. ‘Bed’ seemed a curious name for those green spears, That regiment of spite behind the shed: It was no place for rest. With sobs and tears The boy came seeking comfort and I saw White blisters beaded on his tender skin. We soothed him till his […]
My Journey by Vikki Bonyata
My Journey by Vikki Bonyata For most of my life I have been running, Although for the past 30 years it has been more like running in place. When I was a kid, I sat on the porch swing in the evening Looking at Mrs. Robert’s post cards Of placves far away that I could […]
Makers And Creatures by Vernon Scannell
It is a curious experience And one you”re bound to know, though probably In other realms than that of literature, Though I speak of poems now, assuming That you are interested, otherwise, Of course, you wouldn”t be reading this. It is strange to come across a poem In an old magazine, perhaps, and fail At […]
Love thy Country and Do a useful Act – Gurazada by Vijay Narayana Chilaka
“Love the country raise the Goodness. Stop the Useless talk think a Strong Useful act” ” Stride in the way leading to Wealth and Health of Nation, Have Good food, look like a Healthy man.” “If people are unhealthy, How the country makes Progress. Learn all kinds of Educations, Build a great National Wealth.” “The […]
Lesson In Grammar by Vernon Scannell
THE SENTENCE Perhaps I can make it plain by analogy. Imagine a machine, not yet assembled, Each part being quite necessary To the functioning of the whole: if the job is fumbled And a vital piece mislaid The machine is quite valueless, The workers will not be paid. It is just the same when constructing […]
Juan In Middle Age by Vernon Scannell
The appetite which leads him to her bed Is not unlike the lust of boys for cake Except he knows that after he has fed He’ll suffer more than simple belly-ache. He’ll groan to think what others have to pay As price for his obsessive need to know That he’s a champion still, though slightly […]
Incendiary by Vernon Scannell
That one small boy with a face like pallid cheese And burnt-out little eyes could make a blaze As brazen, fierce and huge, as red and gold And zany yellow as the one that spoiled Three thousand guineas’ worth of property And crops at Godwin’s Farm on Saturday Is frightening—as fact and metaphor: An ordinary […]
Human Instrument by Victoria Bukofske
The stage doesn’t feel The ballerina’s race of ribbons Nor does it sit In the cradle Of swollen feet Listening For the cat strings weep Waiting For lacquered soles To drop The ripples of rhythm In the stretch of tendons That spool the ooze Of an elongated line Acquainting the pace To the slips of […]
Early Morning by Victoria Bukofske
Pollen floated above the flax of the field, and tumbled–willingly dying to the ground– as dew drops fell in early morning. Copyright ©: Victoria Bukofske ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems by topic and subject. Poetry Monster — the ultimate repository of world poetry. Poetry Monster — […]
Death In The Lounge Bar by Vernon Scannell
The bar he went inside was not A place he often visited; He welcomed anonymity; No one to switch inquisitive Receivers on, no one could see, Or wanted to, exactly what He was, or had been, or would be; A quiet brown place, a place to drink And let thought simmer like good stock, No […]
Ageing Schoolmaster by Vernon Scannell
And now another autumn morning finds me With chalk dust on my sleeve and in my breath, Preoccupied with vague, habitual speculation On the huge inevitability of death. Not wholly wretched, yet knowing absolutely That I shall never reacquaint myself with joy, I sniff the smell of ink and chalk and my mortality And think […]
A sinners prayer by Victoria Rose
A sinners prayer by Victoria Rose Dear god, I’ve lived and I’ve learned, I’ve lost and I’ve earned, I’ve made every mistake one can make I ate a fruit off a tree and I’ve danced with a snake. My hands are all dirty, My betraying lips are bleeding and burning. I killed my own brother […]
A quiet storm by Victor A. Bueno M.
Rays flashed the storm Light unfroze darkness Night concealed world It was me? Or did you? Who will be concerned? Passion never showed Sea waves shocked rock Just sand, just sea foam Merely fearful attempts Just insane precaution And wary moderation Made our time to love VABM September 2, 2011 Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
A poodle and a hound by Victoria Rose
A poodle and a hound by Victoria Rose I had a dream That I was with God. We weren’t in Heaven, We weren’t in a place full of sobs. He took me to a place, Where the grass was extra green And there I saw a poodle, Who was freshly groomed and clean. The pretty […]
A kiss to the ground by Victoria Rose
A kiss to the ground by Victoria Rose You only read the bible when you’re weak, You only pray when you can’t sleep. You only love once you’ve lost, You expect kindness to come with a cost. Soldiers die tonight For loving the blue red and white. Children are starving right now, But your shoes […]
A City Remembered by Vernon Scannell
Unlovely city, to which few tourists come With squinting cameras and alien hats; Left under a cloud by those who love the sun And can afford to marry – a cloud of bits Of soot more myriad than gnats, a cloud Of smoke and rain, an insubstantial threat Whose colour is the pigment of long […]
A Case Of Murder by Vernon Scannell
They should not have left him there alone, Alone that is except for the cat. He was only nine, not old enough To be left alone in a basement flat, Alone, that is, except for the cat. A dog would have been a different thing, A big gruff dog with slashing jaws, But a cat […]
We embraced and talked about rains by Vinko Kalinic
We embraced and talked about rains by Vinko Kalinic We were cold. On that summer night. We were embraced and talked about the rains. About the rains that were falling violently. Falling as if the sky itself was falling. Rains, that have fallen forever. Rains that made us soaking wet to the bones. Today we […]
Twins by Vinko Kalinić
We are sitting there one opposite the other, the sea and me neither I understand the sea nor the sea understands me there is nothing between us except the fog that bothers us wholeheartedly and that is so, nothing that divides us into two seas which are equally blue, endless and deserted only one conjunction […]
To a friend by Vinko Kalinić
Hey friend, let your hands grow as they pass, silently among people when tired at early dawn they wake all secrets, from all your warm harbours. In the dark of nights, when my God comes down when the stars begin (singing) their fables when common things turn magnificent I will think of you, as a […]
Those seven days by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
Time to enjoy, Sunday being a holiday, With friends and relatives, for us it is a fun day, A sea of celebrations, why wait near the shore, Time for dive into it and do something more. Why Monday after Sunday, we have no clues, But start the week, waking up for the Monday morning blues, […]
The face wanted by Vinko Kalinić
(All-points bulletin face) If they would ever ask me why life, I’ll tell them: because of the boy ! Because of the boy who’s like a leaf – and the tree and the wind and the road – and lots of other winding things from this, smoky side of me where roosters don’t sing where […]
The Boy by Vinko Kalinić
Stormy ocean is angrily hitting the rock the boy is sitting on the rock is patiently bearing strong kicks from the angrily sea and he’s quiet the boy is silently watching how the stormy sea is angrily hitting the rock he listens he listens how broken sounds are dripping the ancient songs about the rock […]
Summer We Called Home by Vinita Agrawal
Summer We Called Home Unfulfilled promises jangle like an empty syringe of morphine Sprinkling the pain of blockages further into the veins The chapel at the turn of the street is cob-webbed with morbid confessions They tar its facade; reduce it to a box of walls when faith disappears I cannot pray anymore…I am sunk […]
Story of a Drunk by Violet Uram
Story of a Drunk by Violet Uram A lonely manwalks throughthe night,Searching hardfor the light.Life soakedwith whiskey and rye,Spends hourswondering why.He carries his burdensin his head,sometimes wishinghe was dead.But something carries him on.looking for a lifethat’s beenlong gone. Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Sometimes by Vinko Kalinić
Sometimes during ill days when gloomy and heavy rains drop onto my head I wander off somewhere at the very end of the city where lost boys in conspiracy with a wind patiently build their playful worlds of mud their hands lively and naked hanging over the clifs from where the flame burns swallowing gluttonously […]
See, how I love you by Vinko Kalinić
See, how I love you: like birds which are getting to the trip over the oceans not counting the time and the distance not even how much energy would they need to bridge the open sea not warring about the rains, storms and winds anger not even where would they sleep, or what would they […]
Sea God and the wind rose by Vinko Kalinić
You live inside my head and I know that I even remember the moment when you stopped to be a woman and became my destiny carelessly you passed through my morning flirty, fragile, wild and happy, with a smile, contagious like a plague you have passed through, like winds which come and pass by, and […]
Respect her by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
She is the creator; she brought you to this world, With all her love and care, you are beautifully mould, Whatever mistake you did, she still stood for you, She is the mother, did all this with no expectation from you. She tried everything, but did make you laugh, Wanted you to be always happy, […]
Requiem for Two by Vinko Kalinić
I can not write anything tonight. As the moon and the stars and the whole sky on this night are nothing else but cosmic panthomimes from an unsuccessful magician’s trick, sarcastic graphic signs of our civilisation, inarticulated sounds from which is imposible to read anything about perspectives of the mute universe. And the Earth, dry […]
Raw Silk by Vinita Agrawal
Raw Silk When at last we meet do not say hello That greeting for strangers… We’ve shared too many moons on the palettes of our nights When we meet Leave the race behind. Face me Become scent Stretch my lungs Become jaggery Color my tongue When we meet Come undone like a silken knot in […]
Raise the head, child by Vinko Kalinić
Even when sad, Your eyes are beautiful like the night and the moonlight glare in vain the wicked thoughts coming that carry a pitcher of turmoil I, who is walking behind the clouds I testify: raise the head, child and it will shine stronger than dawning emerald jewel in the seashell of Your smile Zagreb, […]
Pure call of the wilderness by Vinko Kalinic
Pure call of the wilderness by Vinko Kalinic Sometime I have a feeling that I’ve lost myself long time ago on this world and that everything is being wrongly set: towns names, the streets names and the people names, signs on the roads, birth certificates and the flags colours. That we learned wrong subjects from […]
Pigeon Haiku by Violet Uram
Pigeon Haiku by Violet Uram Pigeons get lazy too. Surely this one saw the car and refused to move. Poetry In Englishwww.poetry.monster
Peddler Road Flyover by Vinita Agrawal
Pedder Road Flyover It was here underneath the posh flyover with its underbelly bursting open like a crammed carton of sins that I learnt about life. I saw existence morph from penthouses and slick condos to the wall-less homes of ragpickers like a Salvador Dali painting, except for the curation of colors. Grey was the […]
Pay your last respects by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
And make them feel sad when we are gone, Life is a gift for us between birth and death, So live every moment, your every breath. We were born with a cry, And might end the same I don’t know why? Whatever we know, is the LIFE we spent, So don’t waste it ever, with […]