‘Heritage, not Hate’ and Other Poetry by James Huss
Heritage, not Hate Today I watched a group of people wait To see an emblem steeped in hate removed...
Read moreDetailsHeritage, not Hate Today I watched a group of people wait To see an emblem steeped in hate removed...
Read moreDetailsWhile we expect for our marines to go into harm's way, and so they do so, and without a hesitation's...
Read moreDetailsDedicated to all Falun Gong practitioners who have been persecuted by the Chinese Communist Party since the peaceful practice, also...
Read moreDetails. . To a Brother in Paris Like Sun in the woods, or a cold Summer rain, Would trouble make...
Read moreDetailsThe captain on this night would have no rest A storm rages and moves in from the West And...
Read moreDetailsBack I am an atheist. I don’t believe in God ! Argue this with me or leave ! There is...
Read moreDetailsUpon seeing "Louis XV of France as a Child" painted by Hyacinthe Rigaud at the Metropolitan Museum of Art ...
Read moreDetailsOriginally written in Chinese and appearing on Minghui.org. Straight, dignified and unpolluted by the polluted world; They are determined...
Read moreDetailsBound verse, ironically, is quite unbound, For writing it you have nothing to say, Since sense comes after you have...
Read moreDetailsYour steps, unequal, hasten, departing from the race Where dust’s all that’s awarded, where just the fit survive, Pursuing trifles,...
Read moreDetailsTanka By Ue "Bird Claws" Ee In dim morning light, attracting mates, warning males, dawn's choir's singing— liquid-silver jingling— nature's...
Read moreDetailsIs it ISIS or ISIL? I think it is the latter It really doesn’t matter True, ISIS rhymes with crisis...
Read moreDetailsCreativity Requires a Cave (an Apology for Form and Rhyme) IMAGINE Gretzky “trapped” behind the crease; or Pelé, deking, swarmed before...
Read moreDetailsMarseille, France In the year 1720, the last great occurrence of bubonic plague struck the port city of Marseille, France,...
Read moreDetailsWinterberry disrupts the frozen curse. My vision's charmed by tiny blobs of red Between fine-toothed leaves, above a thick bed...
Read moreDetailsThe Inward Light Be proof against the eye and ear And every sense that stultifies The inward light, supreme, austere,...
Read moreDetailsThe Cherry Blooms in Central Park In Central Park the cherries now Are hung with blooms along the slough, And...
Read moreDetailsWow! The wind is blowin’, the rain is rainin’ slant across the windowpane – and in the yard whole oceans...
Read moreDetailsHow Long the Night Anonymous Old English Lyric, circa early 13th century AD Loose translation by Michael R. Burch...
Read moreDetailsSubmerged in blinding red and blue at dawn, I climb the barren fields to find between the gentle tides of...
Read moreDetailsTrajan's Column By Uberdi Ascweli In Rome, amidst the many structures, gray, peach, white and brown, around it, rising, Trajan's...
Read moreDetails. . Bay from Berkeley Slate blue blustered inland sea Water from the rivers be Sea of salt and rain...
Read moreDetailsWith steady hand, he takes a scalpel, cutsthe body open. Liver, spleen, the gutsextracted, packed in ice. The Party manlooks...
Read moreDetailsOne (1979) A policy is still in place Which subjugates each woman’s womb. Spin doctors cannot render grace When pregnancy...
Read moreDetailsFrom what I see of life’s disgust; The killings, rampant shooting sprees, I’m sure that no one not agrees There’s...
Read moreDetailsThrough sandy, muddy, rocky creek, Silted, crudded, hard to speak, My heart was heavy, worn, and cramped, I needed...
Read moreDetailsThe First Day of Spring The first day of spring started rainy and cold, But new greens were sprouting, defiant...
Read moreDetailsThe Lumberman by Bud "Weasel" Rice I saw him resting up against a giant gray-brown stump, the lumberman was pausing...
Read moreDetailsBurrowed down in leaves of brown piled by the garden wall, our Billy cat dreamed of a rat he’d chased...
Read moreDetailsLines Composed in the Adirondack Mountains THERE’S a little town nestled in the hills, with an old house I call by...
Read moreDetailsI. Anxiety and excitement, a strange mixture Saturated me as I attempted to picture Two days alone crossing China’s famous...
Read moreDetailsRecord the past and gift-wrap the future Explain the rules of classical culture Listen to the stories plaintively wrought...
Read moreDetails"Orange Persimmons" is a Haiku. "Released" is an American Cinquain, and "Forever Wearing White" is a Tanka about how the...
Read moreDetailsOriginally Featured in Woodland Poems Near a ridge where far recedes the frozen Forest into valleys wide, Scoouwa’s chin In...
Read moreDetailsAs I was flying high and looking down the lonely regent of my tiny crown in one-dimension’s cold and breath-thin...
Read moreDetailsThe Goddess I. Black breeze On white foam hands Held high, lifting freedom: Shinning fast Her people’s torch in...
Read moreDetailsIn support of the national youth bike ride, Ride 2 Freedom. Ride to Freedom Riding, riding, riding fast, There can...
Read moreDetailsI dreamt I saw him in the queue, A friend I thought had long since died; But we embraced so...
Read moreDetailsSalazar Sneed Salazar Sneed was a man of great need Who traded holey shoes for a pocket of beads....
Read moreDetailsWanderer's Retreat I Across the dive bar floor strode a figure, Tall but slightly slouching, wearing a cloak. His facial...
Read moreDetailsSo well put, Brian. All your poetry is so intelligent, well researched and beautifully stated. I think your faith will…
I thoroughly enjoyed this many-layered, beautiful sonnet. Your imagery is exquisite, "rusting drifts of gold." I love the idea of…
Beautiful, Patricia. I had no doubt I would like it. And I like the two interpretations offered by Dr. Salemi.
Very true C.B. Thank you.
Similar to clowns, some love them and some find them freaky! Thanks for the comment Paul.
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