‘Reality Check’ and Other Poetry by C.B. Anderson
. Reality Check __The bars we frequent have been raised too high, Not calibrated to the greatest common factor: __The...
. Reality Check __The bars we frequent have been raised too high, Not calibrated to the greatest common factor: __The...
. Avalon This little tale concerns a man, Who in an English village ran A thriving little corner shop, Supplying...
. An Appeal I want to be a fiber on your loom, A constant fixture in your living room, A...
. Ageless Not in the golden mists of memory Nor in the colder mists of future years Shall I find...
. The Ballad of Mrs. Pam Able Mrs. Pam Able was very unstable, And loved to be tied to her...
. Could it be Love? a pantoum My wits are kissed. Could it be love? My brain is drained of...
. The Shadow of My Sorrow As soon as day has dawned and night is done, The shadow of my...
. Disemboguement You woke something deep within me, not at first sight, but the second: When distractions ceased to spin...
. Love and Loss: Poems for Viktoria Sokoli . Love I I once loved a girl called Viktoria Sokoli With...
. To an Eager Lover This isn’t an unreasonable demand: you have to learn my story with your hands. As...
. Antietam It was the bloodbath battle of the Civil War; Scores of men died, by musket, the gore; Was...
. I Met a Shepherdess by Guido Cavalcanti (c. 1250-1300) translated by Joseph S. Salemi I met a shepherdess in...
. Xi When Xerxes saw his bridge of boats which spanned The Hellespont destroyed, forthwith he laid Fetters of iron...
. ---To My Beloved Husband Our married love is no ethereal sound Which dies away when wedding bells cease tolling:...
. Arrival of Spring Each wing delivers news of a young earth: The nightingale, the end of moonless woes, The...
. Autumnal Wind Autumnal Wind, who are in speed as swift As was the Spring with which my life began,...
. Supplication to Erato and Melpomene Erato, decked in crimson roses; green branches of myrtle, Help me forge the words...
. . Instructions Set in Bone With my own knife, by my own hand, I carve these words in no-man’s-land...
. A Sleepless Night Lest I should suffer sleeplessly this night Of loathsome loneliness, whose strength severe So weakens me...
. Repaired Debris drifts down my lacrimosa stream shards discarded when my life exploded. Her cheating ripped apart my every...
. Guitar by Victor Hugo (1802-1885) Translated by Joshua C. Frank Gastibelza, the rifleman coming to town, Sang loud and...
. Sonnet to a Friend It’s you who’ve been a constant in my life from earliest thirst and to this...
. Just Not Alone… I never asked For easy tasks, For burdens light For just delights. Expected not The...
. Never Argue with a Progressive They never tell the truth, except by accident, And when they do, they’ll tell...
. Equal Schmequal The traits of men were glibly mocked __By those who thought men strange--- Those who thought the world half-cocked...
. Bergerette by Marguerite de Navarre (1492–1549), translated by Margaret Coats O shepherdess, my friend,On love alone I live.True love...
. Fire on Ice How shall I serve my anger up to you? Shall I become like one most distant...
. Sentimental Song A pad and pen lie by his side __This moonless night of fall. And though he tries...
. Daedalus Icarus, you have disobeyed, As all men do, and dearly paid. Too recklessly your heart did fly Between...
. Ruby Jubilee We’ve made a grand tour of exuberance, Repeated as our hearts reverberate, Imagining abodes where we might...
. Aftertaste Love at first sip was so cloyingly sweet, When I’d have gladly laid all at his feet, Sworn...
. Quintus Horatius Flaccus, Odes, II.8 “The first thing we learn about Barine is that she is in the habit...
. . Introduction Percy Bysshe Shelley was born August 4, 1792 and died in a boating accident on July 8,...
. Tongues as of Fire If men desire to find belief, to sing It out through throats works best to...
. A Modernization of “To His Coy Mistress” You say we should some years delay The coming of our wedding...
. Speechless I have smelt the perfect scent of the flower of a rose, Known intoxicated freedom where frangipani grows....
. Revelation You never see suspects admitting their guilt, __Or partisans stating they lied. You’ll never hear soccer stars fearing...
. Hymn to Aurora 1 Aurora, rise and cast your curls Of daybreak through the vapor swirls To drape my...
. Two Poems for White Day On White Day, March 14, men in Japan present white gifts to women, in...
. Little to Regret When Time has stilled my body __Think of me now and then, Asleep beneath the wattle,...
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