The lords above
by Michael Nikoletseas
He lifted his sward
in the shape of the tent
liquid light weighing
pressing forward
the danse below
numbed the sinews
the gates of tranquility
unlatched
pause
the dance below
eternal
repeated
he lifted his sward again
the lords above knew
but not of the dance below
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Robert Burns: Rattlin’, Roarin’ Willie:
- A Short View Of: The State Of Man by William Alexander
- Wednesday by Marvin Bell
- He Tells Of The Perfect Beauty by William Butler Yeats
- Sonnet. On The Sea poem – John Keats poems
- I am content here by Raj Arumugam
- Wind by Ted Hughes
- Erasing Amyloo by Russell Edson
- Ольга Седакова – Азаровка
- Work in Game Design Rather Than Other Design
- Степан Щипачев – Обращение к времени
- Robert Burns: On Politics:
- Why?
- Михаил Кузмин – Вы молчаливо-нежное дитя
- Your Poems on My Patio by Martina Reisz Newberry
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).
