Ecclesiastes 4, Recast in Classical Poetry, by T.M. Moore
No One to Comfort Them after Ecclesiastes 4 Just look around: Oppression everywhere exists beneath the sun, and the...
No One to Comfort Them after Ecclesiastes 4 Just look around: Oppression everywhere exists beneath the sun, and the...
Sullen, somber skies— Heavy leaden tears are shed in sorrow. Heaven cries. Thunderous sobbing grief— Thrashing, crashing; Flashing, gnashing;...
Time Is the Measure of Every Pleasure a coronavirus limerick by Mark F. Stone The State took a stand...
Personae and scene: Vergil and Dante, somewhere in the mid-region of Hell. Dante: Honored Vergil, tell me where we’re...
Pygmalion knew these women all too well; his instincts told him he’d better sleep alone. He took to art....
The Last Bard o Scotland Translation by George T. Watt, frae the original by Joseph Charles MacKenzie Watters o...
Read by George T. Watt The Scrieve fae Arbroath Non enim propter gloriam, diuicias aut honores pugnamus set...
Chapter I Who sings of arms these days? Or even men? The seed of Adam’s tucked inside Eve’s apple,...
Rahul Gupta holds a PhD for a thesis on mediaeval Germanic and modern mediaevalist metre and poetics from...
A Life I Could Not Save She did not feel her age though she was old, But still looked...
Battle of the Bib Emma was wearing a new autumn dress. Papa snapped on her bib, to prevent...
Foolosophy I know that I know nothing more than you, for neither of us know a single thing of relevance;...
Don’t Get Caught The catfish and the trout hum different tunes, But both agree they love hot afternoons When...
Pestilence Killed Them by James Sale The Pestilence killed them So the Proverb said, And with that happy thought...
My waning days give way as dark besieges all my light. My tree, its branches sway in frigid Winter...
As the Lights Go Out - the Last Limerick "The night cometh, when no man can work." John, 9:4 by...
. From hoof and hide, to flank and horn, Amid the wood, was noble born, Upon the field I walked...
Job 26.8-14 The flash and crash were simultaneous. The whole house shuddered, like it was about to come apart,...
Note: The Society of Classical Poets refers to the COVID-19 coronavirus as the CCP virus because the Chinese Communist Party’s...
Im Fruhling (In Spring) by Ernst Schulze (1789-1817) I sit here lonely on a hill Where skies are clear...
Remember God “Men have forgotten God; that’s why all this has happened.” —Alexandr Solzhenitsyn by Connie Phillips We must...
Bill Butler made a shopping trip each Friday, to the town, Astride his silver bicycle he’d purchased for a...
by James A. Tweedie The form of the “brief” ordinarily consists of a couplet of anapestic tetrameter with the first...
by James A. Tweedie If a Contemporary Free-Verse Poet Wrote a Sonnet Today, because I’m early for Pilates, __I...
The World Health Organization by Baidu Wercs Lee The WHO has praised Beijing's response to COVID-19's spread, despite the...
Carmen Cygni, a Retourne She holds the sickle and the scythe, Dark clothed and hooded, glimpse of white. A...
translation by Jonathan Shoulta Andromache Will you, my Hector, forever go away to where with unmatched hands Achilles makes...
Pearls of Wisdom in Times of Crisis by Susan Jarvis Bryant Pearl clutchers of the world, please take a...
I pour myself four fingers, or maybe it is five, sit in a broken rocker and slowly close my...
‘The Glory of Spring’ by M. P. Lauretta
Mere words have not the power to convey the loveliness laid out before my eyes; this triumph of rebirth;...
He has spent a shower of hours obtaining power and glowers from bigwigs in Ukraine--- he’d minimize the drama...
The Society of Classical Poets refers to the COVID-19 coronavirus as the CCP virus because the Chinese Communist Party’s coverup...
Brave Soldiers We after "The Things We Dare Not Tell" by Henry Lawson We muster in the heat somewhere,...
This Luxurious Empire Vesuvius, you have destroyed a world! __With roars of fire and thunder, hails of ash, __You've...
Margaret Sanger was the founder of Planned Parenthood Moloch: ancient Canaanite god of child sacrifice Is there one in...
The blind poet awakes and feels his way Into the living room, where light of day Will find his...
What curve, what contrapposto, shift of weight, Recalls the tusk from which some Gothic hand Had carved the Paris...
The Crown of Wuhan by Daniel Kemper "Hast thou forgot me then?" says she of dreams, "A Goddess arm'd...
for Mark F. Stone and all his pets The duck has special properties: Like water off its back; If...
Candidatus Non Compos Mentis Joe lacks the humility To see the futility Of running for office While fighting senility....
I couldn't agree more with your assessments on these poems! Thank you, Jan.
Thank you so much, C.B.
Jan, thank you so very much for your beautiful welcome back and for your much-appreciated reaction to my poem. The…
Thanks, Norma, for your birthday wishes… they ae not belated at all… the celebration shall proceed !
Ah, yes, purpose in creation and not chaos! That fact ought never be missed by any person reflecting on the…
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