‘For My Grandfather’: A Poem by Amadeus V.
. For My Grandfather While Sharpton praised low bandits for their grace, And Barack preached self-pity with pure glee, You...
. For My Grandfather While Sharpton praised low bandits for their grace, And Barack preached self-pity with pure glee, You...
. True Grit My favourite movie? If I must decide, I'd pick a classic western above all, those epic films...
. The Odd, Flawed and Awed Inspired by “The Cremation of Sam McGee” by Canadian poet Robert W. Service If...
. Butterfly Habit Ungainly butterfly, Misdirected flight. Fascinating random, Unpredictable delight. To and fro… up and down And backwards if...
. Beatrice and the Ineffable Smile: Canto XXIII of Paradise by Dante Alighieri (1265-1321) translated by Stephen Binns Just as...
. On Second Thought When words fail, __perhaps it’s not the words at all, __but hobbled minds that cannot call...
. Behind the Cathedral Master masons made these bastions their own by blending crafts, attaining structural awe; from Notre Dame,...
. Poems from 'The Still Beloved' ('La Amada Inmóvil') by Amado Nervo (1870-1919) translated from the Spanish by Alan Steinle...
. A Poetic Heretic’s Poetry Tips a villanelle inspired by Dr. Salemi's essay "Poetry As The Philosophers Stone" Don’t listen...
. La Corona A childhood scene recalled by Trump of his mother, Mary MacLeod Trump, in The Art of the...
. Rhymeless in Manama My UK friend said, “Rhyme is old, you need to venture free and bold.” My Turkish...
. Canyon de Chelly Reflections of a Non-Native Visitor . An updraft from the red-rock canyon floor Blows through the...
. Spring’s Here! It’s sprung in the branches and springs home to me, It soars through the sap and the...
. Bach's Amazing Journey In the autumn of 1705, when Johann Sebastian Bach was 20, he set out to travel...
. The Garbageman Adrift amid a world that’s lost all rhyme, Where reason reels from first degree assault, It’s little...
. The Power of One You think that you're alone. There's nothing to be done. But I say, "You have...
. Newness a sonnet corona for Doris I watch you view the newness of your world. Your widened eyes are...
. The Ballad of the Heroic Mother a true story A toddler into water fell __And sank as quick as...
. On the Divine Mercy Seven times the just man falls, and rises again. ---Proverbs 24:16 by Eustache Deschamps (1346-1406)...
. Land and Lake and Sky Here standing by the margin of a lake, I look into its waters, cool...
. Why Can’t I Marry My Pit Bull? Why can’t I marry my pit bull? He’d make an incredible spouse,...
. Ode to the Turnip Oh, turnip! You’re a vegetable maligned, suggestive of a drunk’s empurpled nose. Baked, or boiled,...
. Bend in the River In looking back, a moment since it seems, the river ran, a fawn, leaping, cavorting;...
. Poet, What Dreamer Thou Art "I feel more and more every day, that as my imagination strengthens, that I...
. An Unexpected Smile inspired by the coronation of King Charles III Today I woke before the sun had spread...
. DoorWay Canto 2, Extract The Poet has gone through the ‘DoorWay’ and entered heaven. Here in the second Canto...
. Planets, Gods and Weekdays Alarms are snoozed, and Monday's born. A few more snores as dreams are shorn, And...
. . Sophisticated Lady—Small Town Girl “Sophisticated lady” gropes the table at her bedside, blindly taking random swipes to kill...
. The Sonogram Dodona housed the oracle of Zeus, And there the Greeks sought his prophetic aid (Whose force depended...
. Chicken and Andouille Gumbo Try my gumbo recipe From the land of andouille: ½ cup unsalted butter; ½ cup...
. A Requiem for Suzi She fed the birds, she knew them all by name; She cried to see a...
. Delightfully Mine Of handsome landscapes I admire, How few were planned to please my sight. High skies of which...
. Encapsulations “It’s a shame that the tradition of producing small poetic encapsulations of classic texts seems to have died...
. La Luna The poet compares the moon to Eve, our fallen but redeemed mother, and the sun to Mary,...
. The Window Seat “They don’t read poets till they’re dead.” That’s what my wise-guy father said. “They wait till...
. Beatrice Does Not Smile: Canto XXI of Paradise by Dante Alighieri (1265-1321) translated by Stephen Binns And now my...
. Awaiting Adulation We all spend our lives awaiting adulations’ late arrival. We’re convinced that’s all we need for our...
. A Novice Speaks to a Guardian Tell me, Oh honoured one, The secret of the Way, Of how to...
. A Picture of Repose A young boy’s seated on a wall that overlooks Capri, an oil painting by Dane...
. Friendship When was it first struck up? Nobody knows. It’s carried us through heydays, drabs, and falls. An unsown...
Thanks, Paul. This is one of those fascinating linked mythology tales that I love to unearth. I previously published a…
Love the line: 'Fall terror-bound back in the womb'. A thoughtful poem, full of fine imagery and metaphor. Thanks for…
What an amazing piece of storytelling, Dusty. The fifteen beats per line carries the story along at a perfect pace.…
Dear Readers, I'm very sad to report that my friend Tim --- the man whose astounding vision prompted this poem…
Sorry Brian for the delayed response here. I did want to clarify that I have not added anything to "Babi…
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