Drowning. Not Waving by P.J.Reed
Drowning. Not Waving by P.J.Reed Weeping in a moaning wind, The willow waves goodbye. Rustling leaves, caressing The shivering grass. Startled, shrieking Circling flocks of flapping Blackness, wheel and fly. They will not sing for me. Rogue branches stir the waters, Heavy laden droplets crash Deafen my ears, Ripples run Fleeing from my gaze. You […]
Don’t Need Anything by Pat Mullan
Don’t Need Anything by Pat Mullan You gave me a present, A book on Haiku and I knew what you meant Without knowing your language the little brown bird dies on this bright May morning hitting the window I am a strange woman, I am a free spirit, you said,, And then you were gone […]
Dinner Date by P.J.Reed
Dinner Date by P.J.Reed Silently he stalked, Where the nameless walked Patrolling midnights beat With heavy, dragging feet. Creature of shadowland Lawman, with gun in hand. Fog smothers everywhere Shrouding the killing lair. Evil prowls the dead street; Echoes of muffled feet, Silently, people past, Dripping hearts, racing fast. Poster on shop window peers, As […]
Detached Living by P.J.Reed
Detached Living by P.J.Reed Detached, aloof in Red bricked splendour, Roof tiles sat in Frowning rows and Watched with stony stares. The chimney pot Refused to smoke. In a haze of purple velour Bay windows shut their eyes; While greying garden statues Slowly turned away. Golden leaves floated, Whispering softly to A wandering, wintry breeze. […]
Desire # 4 by Patricia Fargnoli
Desire # 4 by Patricia Fargnoli Soon he will leave, a man with four suitcases hurrying into the rain. All that can be kept then is the black belt of sadness which you have earned four times over. This is the hardest lesson– you must let go of what you would hold too firmly. Four […]
Décembre austral by Patryck Froissart
Décembre austral by Patryck Froissart Décembre agonissait mes vannes de bassan Ton delta palpitait vers l’aine de la plage, Orientant ma remonte au primal Hermitage; L’aile incarnée, j’allais, éludant l’abandon, L’ergot en hallebarde écharpant le chardon. Décembre apoplectique amollissait ma penne Filée du filao, rose métempsycose, Tu pausais là, plausible éclosion de ma prose. Ton […]
Death Fugue by Paul Celan
Black milk of daybreak we drink it at nightfall we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it at night we drink it and drink it we are digging a grave in the sky it is ample to lie there A man in the house he plays with the serpents he writes he […]
Deaf Mute in the Pear Tree by P. K. Page
His clumsy body is a golden fruit pendulous in the pear tree Blunt fingers among the multitudinous buds Adriatic blue the sky above and through the forking twigs Sun ruddying tree’s trunk, his trunk his massive head thick-knobbed with burnished curls tight-clenched in bud (Painting by Generalic. Primitive.) I watch him prune with silent secateurs […]
Crystal by Paul Celan
not on my lips look for your mouth, not in front of the gate for the stranger, not in the eye for the tear. seven nights higher red makes for red, seven hearts deeper the hand knocks on the gate, seven roses later plashes the fountain. End of the poem 15 random poems Poetry […]
Corona by Paul Celan
Autunm eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends. From the nuts we shell time and we teach it to walk: then time returns to the shell. In the mirror it’s Sunday, in dream there is room for sleeping, our mouths speak the truth. My eye moves down to the sex of my […]
Cologne by Paul Celan
In Kohln, a town of monks and bones, And pavements fang’d with murderous stones And rags, and hags, and hideous wenches; I counted two and seventy stenches, All well defined, and several stinks! Ye Nymphs that reign o’er sewers and sinks, The river Rhine, it is well known, Doth wash your city of Cologne; But […]
Canal Bank Walk by Patrick Kavanagh
Canal Bank Walk by Patrick Kavanagh Leafy-with-love banks and the green waters of the canal Pouring redemption for me, that I do The will of God, wallow in the habitual, the banal, Grow with nature again as before I grew. The bright stick trapped, the breeze adding a third Party to the couple kissing on […]
Brooklyn Narcissus by Paul Blackburn
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Braga by Walid Saba
I was on my way to nowhere Tired, I unsaddled It is Porto, I was told O my! This is where I was going, Without even knowing Every stone here deserves attention Castles are old Just like I was told The Port is ancient The beer is always cold And everyone here smiles All worries […]
Bistro Memories by P.J.Reed
Bistro Memories by P.J.Reed The bistro bubbled Glowed and sang Tall necked glasses Chimed as one. Sunshine faces Giggled loudly Moonlight danced Around the floor Waitresses glide By cluttered tables Red lips bursting: Berry flavoured promises Caught your vacant eye The wine arrived As your heart left, Flew across the floor Hot face flickered Watched […]
Bicycle Ride by Pat Mullan
Bicycle Ride by Pat Mullan I sat on the cold handlebars my thighs bone-tight to the metal as you pushed me Your breath spluttered hot on my neck like the engine in your old Morris Minor Up and up that brae you pushed till you seemed to stand still on the pedals almost waiting to […]
AUTUMN GRAPES by Önder Kurt
AUTUMN GRAPES by Önder Kurt It was an autumn season when I first saw you Your first glance at me was a rose left from the spring It was a spring day when I bonded anguishes All the roses blooming in that fury glare withered. I don’t look for other eyes looking at me like […]
Autumn by P. K. Page
Whoever has no house now will never have one. Whoever is alone will stay alone Will sit, read, write long letters through the evening And wander on the boulevards, up and down… ; from Autumn Day, Rainer Maria Rilke Its stain is everywhere. The sharpening air of late afternoon is now the colour of tea. […]
And Then It Rained by Pamela Griffiths
And Then It Rained by Pamela Griffiths In two thousand and twelve, a year to be proud The Olympic flame arrived in a big dark cloud The spring was lovely, like a summer’s day And then it rained, and washed everything away It rained some more, it was getting rather bad This was our summer, […]
Alameda by Paul Blackburn
Monday morning early Sunday evening late A tram goes by, outbound taking the late drinkers the restless moviegoers or the blossoms of girls with their escorts home sleep The conductor on the final run standing there in his slippers facing the track The ladies sit at cafe tables in twos An old man sits reading […]
After Rain by P. K. Page
The snails have made a garden of green lace: broderie anglaise from the cabbages, chantilly from the choux-fleurs, tiny veils- I see already that I lift the blind upon a woman’s wardrobe of the mind. Such female whimsy floats about me like a kind of tulle, a flimsy mesh, while feet in gumboots pace the […]
Advent by Patrick Kavanagh
Advent by Patrick Kavanagh We have tested and tasted too much, lover- Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder. But here in the Advent-darkened room Where the dry black bread and the sugarless tea Of penance will charm back the luxury Of a child’s soul, we’ll return to Doom The knowledge we […]
Adolescence by P. K. Page
In love they wore themselves in a green embrace. A silken rain fell through the spring upon them. In the park she fed the swans and he whittled nervously with his strange hands. And white was mixed with all their colours as if they drew it from the flowering trees. At night his two finger […]
Addiction by Walid Saba
I have a new addiction! But this one does not weaken me And it will not cause my demise This one has brought me back to life I am now aging younger Living life, From end to beginning Give me another shot, I beg you I need another sip of your potion Another mouthful of […]
A Silent Song by Pamela Griffiths
A Silent Song by Pamela Griffiths This is a song to all my friends Our paths have crossed for a reason We were there to help each other Our paths have crossed each season This silent song is for all of you The people I have known I thank you all for the love you […]
A Crimson Carpet by Pamela Griffiths
A Crimson Carpet by Pamela Griffiths Rows of pretty flowers sitting in the sand A colourful site of crimson to expand Pretty petals showing themselves so proud Being bold and standing out from the crowd A carpet of crimson a sight for sore eyes They have grown so high it was a surprise Being so […]
A Cat Called Shan by Pamela Griffiths
A Cat Called Shan by Pamela Griffiths A factory cat had some kittens In a drainpipe way down low She took some fish heads to feed them This was so many years ago The cat was missing probably dead Workers heard the kittens one day Some kittens died but others survived A vet came to […]
Your Words by Piera Chen
Autumn skimmed the dew off your words. They tumbled into my lap like cherries. I dared not pick them up lest you think me rude. End of the poem 15 random poems Poetry by subject Some external links: The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave Talking Writing Monster. Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US Quant.com […]
Your souls are ours by Philo Ikonya
Menu+ Home 100 Poetry Monster Poets Directory Best Love Poems Free Poetry Quotes Publish your Poems if they take you to prison; when you step in prison, because you spoke your truth, to them; and it was bitter than gall; if they open the prison door’ and turn the key, and you remain in, remember […]
You Are Mine by Pushpendra Singh Baghel
I must appreciate your beauty I wanna love you my sweaty I have addiction of your love Never go anywhere to fly like Dove I always thinks you are mine Give me some love rays of shine I am too much afraid when I think You are going out of my life Oh my sweet […]
You are coming! by Preeth Nambiar
How will I colour this home, O dear, for I do not remember those that would delight your eyes? How will I paint these walls for they are broken and torn by years bygone? Puzzled I am, yet let me ask rainbow to brush our home the colours celestial! Within this inn lone for ages, […]
Wish If You…! by Praveen Parasar
Wish if you Could break my heart, Wish if you Could tear me apart, Wish if you Could not has been part Of my lone journey, Wish if you Would not have lighten My dark world, Wish if you Would not have been With me like a shadow, Wish if you Would not have taught […]
When the universe speaks by Preeth Nambiar
With the anklets’ jingling bells the naughty streams play hide and seek. Upon the woods, looking at her growing young- with paces slow holding hands with her eternal love- a flow of tranquility toward a world to fetch the love of an eternal quest. O waters of deepest woods, take me with you to the […]
WATER LILLIES AND ADVICE by PEGGY AYLSWORTH
WATER LILLIES AND ADVICE by PEGGY AYLSWORTH Yellow, faithful in petals, bouncing from intended green, a surround, stemming toward the sun. How the eye obeys its given limits, as the curve of leaf designs its own exactness. What link informs another? Beware the lays of magic, Chaucer told his son, Lowys. Consult the astrolabe when […]
Waking up on a rainy morning by Preeth Nambiar
Knocking at the window to wake me up! From amidst the letters scribbled last night, My eyes open to a gloomy rainy day! A voice shattered of pain not of wine, Grumbles recollecting a melody enchanting And sing to the pace of the rhythm of the rain, Alas! dissolves behind the window glasses, Within the […]
Wake Oslo up again by Philo Ikonya
Menu+ Home 100 Poetry Monster Poets Directory Best Love Poems Free Poetry Quotes Publish your Poems but it left the cloud above, now pale blue, and came down touching buildings. Not minding mincing icy ways, I do not know why it had avoided the church spire, perhaps it was too high to inspire. We saw […]
Towards The sky by Pushpendra Singh Baghel
Whenever I see towards the sky, I Could I wish also be in the sky Like a Pilot Just sit and fly No fear of traffic Jams in the Sky On the Eagle wings I wanna Fly Go so high and touch the Sky Only-me with my flight On the top of the skies. Flying […]
To Double Lock by Pierre Reverdy
To Double Lock by Pierre Reverdy I am so far from the voices From the festival’s distant murmur The foaming mill wheel turns back The sob of spring water ceases The hour has painfully glided Over the moon’s great beaches And in the cramped warm spaces without a crevice I sleep head upon elbow In […]
The way aboard by Preeth Nambiar
The flow of relatives has reduced and I am much comfortable for I do not have to hear those consoling words that multiply the pain and suffering. The visits of doctors have become mechanical, I see them throwing an empty gaze at the people around me and nurse caressing my white hair and disappearing. People […]
The Theatre of Illusion by Pierre Corneille
The Theatre of Illusion by Pierre Corneille Act 2, Scene 2 Clindor, a young picaresque hero, has been living by his wits in Paris, but has now drifted to Bordeaux, to become the valet of a braggart bravo named Matamore. He is chiefly employed as a go-between, carrying Matamore’s amorous messages to the beautiful Isabelle—who […]