The silent seeds in wild wastes germinate; The gardened apple trees dripping in bloom. Creation calls and hears, each for...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_0BeEHXjXIM   The Ghost of Phil Ochs by David Paul Behrens When you see homeless people on the street, When...

  Island City: Auckland I’ve grown to love this place of sea and noise Where buildings have assumed a regal...

  Ode to Cole’s “The Titan’s Goblet” O Grand Enigma! Tower of Life! Thy lofty scene ___Is but the glimpse...

This poem is dedicated in memoriam to Ms. Wang Lixuan. Because she was raising awareness about the repression of peaceful...

The constancy of change is to be wished; To find a partner and to settle down, To build a life,...

Thank you to everyone who participated and made this a great year for rhyming riddles! —Evan Mantyk, Judge First Place...

  Pentadactyl 5-foot dactylic poem with a truncated fifth foot on the odd-numbered lines. With apologies to Pterodactyls. Dactyls are...

The Ballad of the Poor Troubadour I’m past my prime __and I’m out of time— I never made a dime...

An earlier version of this piece was published in The Epoch Times By Evan Mantyk When Jon McNaughton released his...

  ‘Leonardo the Great’ was a painter sublime, Never rushing to brush while to-do-lists claimed time; As commissions part-done, lay...

On the recent and coordinated banning of Alex Jones' media outlet Infowars.com by Google, Twitter, Facebook, and Apple by Seer...

  Why photograph a fact when you can catch A nightmare, be a Jackson Pollock or A Dalí at his...

The Lord: "Behold, as the clay is in the potter’s hand, so are ye in mine hand." (Jeremiah 18:6) Swiftly...

A little baffling it's, a bit insane and funny too, this whole God-farm affair. You sow invisible seeds in ghostly...

καὶ κραναᾶς Βαβυλῶνος ἐπίδρομον ἅρμασι τεῖχος καὶ τὸν ἐπ᾽ Ἀλφειῷ Ζᾶνα κατηυγασάμην, κάπων τ᾽ αἰώρημα, καὶ Ἠελίοιο κολοσσόν, καὶ μέγαν αἰπεινᾶν πυραμίδων κάματον, μνᾶμά τε Μαυσώλοιο πελώριον ἀλλ᾽ ὅτ᾽ ἐσεῖδον Ἀρτέμιδος νεφέων ἄχρι θέοντα δόμον, κεῖνα μὲν ἠμαύρωτο † δεκηνιδε νόσφιν Ὀλύμπου ἅλιος οὐδέν πω τοῖον ἐπηυγάσατο. I have set eyes on the wall of lofty Babylon on which is...

(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) Crossing the Swamp by Jon MacNaughton by Caud Sewer Bile "If freedom of speech...

In the Poetry Writing Workshop “Milton conceived the Paradise Lost as a whole before he executed it in portions. We...

—from A Gallery of Ethopaths* The computer is a simple tool— It cannot change an arrant fool Into a brilliant,...

  Slender pillar burning bright, remarkably distinguished. I wish that you could stay the night but you must be extinguished....

Sonnet on the Death of Teeth I’m amused by a brush with Death In the depths of my bathroom mirror....

. . The Federal and the Doric The Federal and the Doric Combined a stern austere; They frowned upon the...

  Pink has become a favored cultural color, more subtle, less primitive than red: black mixed with pink is considered...

Aldeyjarfoss If, in some grim sensory exercise In a laboratory, behind a screen Where staunch technicians memorialize Their findings, everything...

Translations from Belarusian by the poet's son Ihar Kazak.    The Explosion May mayhem never strike our good Earth; The...

  In the deep of the night do my restless thoughts roam ____To the moon-flooded fields of the sky, And...

  Out of the crooked timber laid by man, No straight foundation may ever be built. While Reason clinkers on...

“. . .  lest when thou hast eaten and art full  . . . then thine heart be lifted up,...

After the above black and white photograph by Jared Carter Who alive remembers who lived there seventy years ago? A...

a villanelle The sun descends into the silent sea. As shadows lengthen in the fading light I journey on to...

Organ Harvest by Damian Robin, published by Fulton Verse, 2018. Read three sonnets from the work here.  by James Sale...

Oak In quiet awe before a solid oak in summer bloom, I thought: to such as these my Saxon kin...

My Soul awoke and yawned and stretched and pushed And seemed desired to break its earthly bounds Too anxious, I...

  My candle burns at both ends Late into the night, And flickers fast, And bounces in my sight. My...

I. But yesterday, your noble fathers bled Upon the fields of France, where countless dead Had found among the vines...

  If seasons pass too fast you'd better run. If they proceed too slow indulge in fun. Sunups are best...

Sail Fever I knew some terms, the merest germs Of illness called ‘Sail Fever’: Tack starboard, port, keep mainsail taut,...

The precious are so  easy to neglect: I let them down, my family and my friends. It’s futile if I...

Where a lamppost spreads a white spot light Nursing silent night with canny purr, A racoon crosses there in sudden...

Nova Scotia and the Clouds of Summer So silently they march along, the clouds of summer, proud and strong; their...