‘Armed with Imagination’ and Other Poetry by Randal A. Burd, Jr.
Armed with Imagination Imagination armed this youthful knight— a plywood shield and sword of sapling wood created echoes in the...
Armed with Imagination Imagination armed this youthful knight— a plywood shield and sword of sapling wood created echoes in the...
Poetry Today If elevated thought had ever beenThe least criterion of excellenceIn poetry, why should it then be seenToday...
Dirty Hands on Communism’s evil specter The evil specter’s dirty hands Have soiled the windows to the world. It’s smeared...
You Poor, Unfortunate Woman Last Monday was a special day for me. You got that big promotion and the...
Written on Two Tree Island The golden fingers of the setting sun bestow their last caresses for the day. Although...
. . The Demosthenian Literary Society The nobler and loftier days, gone by, The auld lang syne of the decades...
Letters We Wrote dedicated to Diane Fournier Across the months of summer and the states, We wrote our lengthy letters,...
Allow for growth; dig wide—but not too deep. Add soil amender to the raw red clay. Remove the rope....
The Great War The world abruptly shattered Colossal was the war And of it’s better victims The gentler arts of...
Sancta Dei Genetrix by Joseph Charles MacKenzie Pure Mother of divine Simplicity, Being-in-Himself now slumbers in thy creche, For, thou...
The angler knows the stream, exactly where to cast the line. The fish in turn suspects what offers food disguises...
Heart Bleeding heart, a kindly soul Drives demand, you give your gold, Not for the cause they imbue, Guilt sequestered...
Translated by Jarek Zawadzki Upon the New Year's Day no fragrant flowers came out, Not till the second month did...
(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) Ancient Melodies by Ercules Edibwa No longer are they heard, the ancient melodies of...
As I grow old and frail, you will support me still. If I should shout or rail, calmly, you...
A Visit from St. Nicholas, 1823 by Clement Clarke Moore 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the...
Of Roland and of Kings I sing of Arthur and Excalibur, The Table Round and fealty professed By knights...
A poem's truth, when presently revealed Inside its lines where they had first congealed Will fill you with a...
As autumn breezes blow away The warmth of summer’s sun, Then shortened is the light of day When we...
Pinhead While sitting on a pinhead __Stuck in an angel's wing Holding still a piece of thread __I tap my...
a villanelle Be still now and let them go. Their trials and losses fade away. Briefly, they were yours to...
Here Comes the Hybrid Bus Here comes that brand new hybrid bus Round the street so pretty; It's length...
on the state of poetry today I see the threads have all aligned __In a patchwork tapestry That seemed at...
Traditional Sacred Polyphonist of England Wilton! Could music make the dead to rise, Spare life its toil, move wills from...
Ms. Hayden, On Your Selection of Our Next Poet Laureate: For poetry to rise again Seek one who has applied...
Politician or Poet When in one’s soul the politician calls forth – The poet’s voice withers and comes to naught....
The Hindu's Lament As I passed a lonely temple in the after-evening glow, On the banks of the Ganges where...
When born, they said he came into the light! He realised soon it's another kind of gloom, where innocence...
The Poet's Soul with Artful Pen Few will read with understanding What the poet is intending. Nouns and verbs are...
Not how we're seen but what we do determines beauty's stride, for seeds of virtue catered to are planted deep...
Cell Block Twenty-Nine I haven’t seen the sun for days, Nor felt Compassion’s gentle ways; My body’s weak, but courage...
Attentive to the dawning light, a poem has much in common with a plant: the crown delivers photosynthate through the...
Much too small for a plow, __but I dig anyhow __till there’s sweat on my brow __from the weeds that...
Presented by Monty Phillips Given that the recent days have been rightfully occupied by the remembering of the humans who...
The Garden of Life In wee, assuring spans of sunlit day, The sun awakened, rides his carriage fast To paint...
On sunny days We’re filled with “me.” “I’m on my own And feeling free!” We have our job, And...
inspired by the Book of Hebrews To carry close a fishing net of gold or sea-green thread, __a-woven by some...
At Dusk At dusk, when high above the darkening trees, __The swallows in the deep blue dip and soar, As...
Behold the cloud-graced monoliths That stretch against the sky Into the boundless sanctity Where wind swift eagles fly. Primal...
"Write on!" the Masters from the shadows cried. "By your thin air we breathe, nor ever died; Your modest...
I've always been pretty good at math, but, like Paul Freeman, I had a few problems following the discourse. In…
...or steal their souls!
I have sometimes said to people wielding cameras: Don't point that thing at anyone unless you intend to kill them.
And thanks for reading, Paul. Whoever said "you can't go back" was expressing a half-truth.
My panic these days, Joseph, is mostly due to being in the process of selling our house and moving to…
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