‘Lean on Him’: A Poem by Warren Bonham
. Lean on Him after Ecclesiasties We labor long beneath the sun. Forgotten soon by everyone. We come from dust...
. Lean on Him after Ecclesiasties We labor long beneath the sun. Forgotten soon by everyone. We come from dust...
. Evolution I can’t run fast or jump high anymore. Mistakes I make I never made before. Some maladies and...
. Before Going to Sleep as a Boy I saw Him when I closed my eyes, Gazing down sidelong, seeing...
. Ruben “We have words that speak of the ongoing presence of such privations: orphan, widow, widower. And perhaps the...
. Of When I Lived in Prague--- I wander through a maze of gold and stone, Mosaic pavement watched by...
. Peach Blossom Dreaming Peach blossoms furnish inwrought dreaming room Intangible to fingertips corrupt; __Substantially beyond each tapered petal’s plume...
. Spring Shower How beautiful the rain– The cool and cleansing rain! I watch as tiny rivulets Run down my...
. The Piano Student Glissandos flow like rivers from the keys, One by one, you slide with practiced skill And...
. Delmon’s Progeny Delmon, also known as Dilmun, is a Semitic culture connected to Mesopotamia that flourished in the 2nd...
. Winter Hyphenation Knit cap above, two squinting eyes below Face frozen fresh-fall snowfall, white as snow. Constricted pupils dim the...
. Moon Garden Party It’s small and all reserved For plants that love full sun, Edges distinct though curved Refine...
. Aristotle Abridged* And so we ponder virtue and vice. __We seek the mean, not the extreme. Perplexed, I ask...
. The Emerald Queen A Legend from the Future . Part I. Have you heard the old tale of the...
. Through the Eyes of Angels Look down upon the Earth as angels might! See seas as insignificant as ponds,...
. Officium Defunctorum Spiritus meus attenuabitur, dies mei breviabuntur, et solum mihi superest sepulcrum. —Job 17:1 There is no need...
. La Sirena At some point they ceased to be beautiful. Even their voices. Bare breasts, bare arms, screams Savage...
. So Much Depends upon a Dog So much depends upon a dog The earth revolves around the sun. Each...
. Snowflakes Now soft and white the snowflake clusters fall. The wind picks up and blusters. Millions drift Like powdered...
. Poetic Influence true stories I His baby girl with Mom at home, The work bus carted him away. His...
. Odysseus Begs? He’s leaning on a Pluto niche machine: an ATM, balanced on his good leg— a fresh appearance...
. "Instructions Set in Bone" by Peter Lillios was first published by the Society of Classical Poets here. Now songwriter...
. Extinction Event The sky burned black the day the giants died. A flaming mountain pierced the turquoise bay. When...
. Pastoral Calls—Part 1 of 3 . Best Friends Three boys; best friends at school; now men with wives. Between...
. Morning Glory The morning mist at last has dissipated. The noonday sun is climbing to its height In cloudless...
. Sonnet to a Miracle upon reading the recent news story here. They’ve named her Miracle, that new born child...
. Double Ballade of a Crusader by Conon de Béthune (c.1155–1219) translated by Margaret Coats It would be well to...
. A Wild Horse Legacy: The Saga Begins is a 14-chapter narrative poem written by Michael Pietrack. In this excerpt,...
. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hDSWs61Ye0E . Sonnet XVIII of the Sacred Rhymes by Lope de Vega (1562-1635) translated by Martin Rizley What have...
. Trust My life unfolds as time goes by. Some days I laugh. Some nights I cry. I yearn for...
. The City, 1852 by Hans Theodor Woldsen Storm (1817-1888) translated by Dusty Grein Past the gray beach, beside the...
. The Shadow of My Sorrow As soon as day has dawned and night is done, The shadow of my...
. Time Travel I chance upon a sylvan glade, an Orphic place: moon threads, a lace of nightkin shadows. A...
. Castile by Miguel de Unamuno (Spain, 1864-1936)translated by Cheryl A. Corey O Castile! You raise me up in the...
. The Snuff Box from a true story told in My Mother by Fr. Bernard Vaughan (1847-1922) When I was...
. So Close By At one point I was told that I Was purposely created by Some perfect being in...
. Comfort I gaze upon the endless sea against high cliffs, on golden sand— her everlasting majesty. Through ages rolling...
. Practical Philosophy The mind is meant to lead the body, And not the other way around. Permit no workmanship...
. Life on the Farm Daddy’s gone. Is he sleeping? For only the shell remains. I hear the cries of...
. The Land of Dreams written on the eve of India's Republic Day of India which is celebrated on Jan....
. Look Up and See the Music Psalm 19:1 In winter, when the atmosphere is still And cold, and when...
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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