Beauty

  Wood Nymph A wood nymph knocked on my door last night           her hair was flaxen gold the ivy trailing...

  Exhale swift, what crimson breeze; Amber crisp and fuchsia Colors adorn leaves on the trees Their coats of misty...

December—not April cruelest, nor June In moon—must be the most romantic month, Why else make men of snow, or gods...

  Christmastime Lush green tree, wet pine scent fills the air. Strings of tiny gems, that plump tree, strangle, Children’s...

Kindness and Stars The gentle touch and splendid gift Intended to restore and heal Is rich enough to move and...

  So Far, So Good One friend fears his father’s Alzheimer fate, another prepares herself for the end while her...

  Pygmalion at Twilight Like a fiery dawn came we forth unto Our place on pedestals above the dunes Of...

  Culloden Moor At last they met. No sound. Arrays deployed. It was the perfect day—no haze, no shine. Long...

. . Said the Painter Upon the mossy stones I dwelt,I did, and was, and painting feltAn arch and angel...

  Persistent Danger Where is this going when state and foe mow down civilians and non-combatants in market stalls? They...

  Aleppo By Cid Wa'eeb El Sur We will drain it dry as hay. Peace shall neither night nor day...

  Intimations of a Dream When the wind rustles through the open pine, And the leaves murmur and shudder off...

  For Elizabeth If charm were a country, then you would be Its capital of many domes and spires Gilded...

  A Bear in My Living Room While playing some computer games One day, I heard a noise out in...

In the grey-streaked dawn I can barely glean A deck of petals expertly dealt out in a ring A clingy...

  The Price (a pantoum in iambic pentameter) The sea and sky, once beautiful and clean, They’ve paid the price...

  Paean to “ODE TO JOY”* I heard the “Ode to Joy” today, ten thousand times at least. I could...

My Mirror Grinned (Rondeau) My mirror grinned at my first grey. With rearing youth, it’s my first fray. Disturbed, with...

  There is a tale of seven sisters whose father help up the sky pursued by Orion, carried to the...

  Today I may dream of stubbled fields shriveled     foretelling of future prospects grim. If tomorrow’s dreams are green, is...

By Carol Smallwood The pantoum is a poetry form that originated in 15th century Malaysia and drifted West in the...

. Unexpiring Ekphrastic on the above photo Unexpiring constant Sun, Earth untired responding spun, Surging fire, maternal birth, Urgent sire...

  The eyes emerge from slumber’s lake of lead, Awakened by the zephyr flying past, In wonderment to witness, overhead,...

On the shores of Lake Erie, most weak & most weary, a soldier sat sunning, returned from the wars,     And...

By Anonymous Sometimes I sit alone for a while, Watching life go by, Sitting high on a mountain top, Wondering...

Will Power When God asked Solomon one day     What his heart did most desire, The man said if he had...

  And then we remembered that cruelest spring, when we awoke to find ourselves hollow. Where once we mocked, “O...

  The Poet’s Purpose A poet praises all of nature’s treasures, He seeks to find the pathway to her core,...

Such Was My Prayer Such was my prayer. And she, so far away, Or so it seemed, looked down at...

  Phantom skaters in the park turn, and glide, and never fall, faces clouded, figures dark. They are phantoms, after...

The Garden Guest Gaia has entered my garden today, She moves with a rustling of leaves. I can see her...

  Capturing all that isn’t blue, The sky, extending out of view, Pitches over the gathered green, Its grassy sheen...

Blaschka Glass By Beau Ecs Wilder So beautiful they are, the lovely Blaschka glass displays, exquisite floral blossoms and marine...

  If I were to have been conceived Beneath a greater star, My sorrows would have been reprieved By powers...

Inside the desire for revenge is a painful vulnerability, a reminder of damage that won’t leave, and you wish for...

To Beauty (Tribute to Sarah Lane, American Ballet Theater Ballerina) Who see you move across the stage Themselves are moved...

  Against the Light Watermarks are visible when held against light whispering quality, distinction, louder than a shout— are also...

If You're a Beggar, Be a Chooser Too (Villanelle) If you're a beggar, be a chooser too, For less is...

Petals in the Winter Three petals on a lily like the snow were held aloft And though the wind through...

This eve set as elegant exhibit of skin deep beauty for old yearning stares, is time’s harsh labor’s brief retreat....