Poetry

. Dear Death… Don't tickle with your sickle __Don't taunt me when I'm sick. Don’t make me writhe. Don’t spare the scythe. __Be...

. Ambition We’re dipping our toes in the paddling pool __When we ought to be tackling the seas. There’s no...

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. Windjam Dry leaves abruptly fell that day— Whirled weathervane communiqué Proposing a quick stroll away Along a narrow inlaid...

. What Time Is It? “What time is it?” he asks of me, __“It’s now eleven o’clock;” “What time is...

. Requiem The notes we cherish most Are gathered from the throats Of those who perished young. The song we...

. A Star O silent sphere of silver-soft-spun light,Thou crystal pearl strung on an airy veilSuffusing bright celestial delightIn snowy...

. Blessings Every now and then when I’m in prayer I feel Your famous joyfulness descend. It doesn’t descend, of...

. On Cats and Love My cat does not explain himself. He knows his reasons. Why must I? He needs...

. The Plight of a Troubled Young Soul Parts I and II are paraphrases of actual notes. . I. Not...

. Failing at History She always argued when I used to say We were like the great lovers of the...

. Zelda She and Scott were the face of the Jazz Age, Drunk and riotous in post-war Paris, He scribbling...

. To Find a Waterfall The wild forest is a spiritual place. Disbelief does not last there. Halfway through My span...

. The Kakistocracy Does the news give you malneirophrenia, __but you've not been to sleep? Do you galumph all day...

. Because She Walked In Beauty They sentenced her to over seventy lashes, Because she walked in beauty, hair revealed,...

. Summer of ‘73  It’s sunset and the sidewalk still feels hot. My legs and feet are bare, they do...

. Father after "So Far, So Near," by Christopher Pearse Cranch (1813-1892). Father, maker of all spirit, infinite, You can...

. . . Maura H. Harrison is a writer, photographer, and fiber artist from Fredericksburg, VA. She is currently an...

. Again The bench is near where children play And where she sits to dream and muse. She knows her...

. I’ll Keep My Truck I’ll keep my truck.  I won’t revise my thinking as gas prices rise. My son-in-law...

. The Pitcher Plant The insect dances on a pitcher plant drinking deep the fabled honey nectar. The rim affords...

. The School Bell The schooldays weave a maze inside my mind, A maze with streets resounding childish zeal; The...

. Long List of Requirements The sweet and lovely woman sought __A man to call her own. She had lots...

. To My Brother after John Keats When I have fears that I may lose my sight before I've savored...

. A Mighty Fortress for Diane My eyes ache from the tears still left unshed As I remember all she...

. The Five Ages Beneath rose bower and sweet cherry shade Long since have Saturn’s golden people slept And for...

. Song of the Snow by Amado Nervo (1870-1919) translated by Isabel Chenot How miraculous Nature is! Doesn't the snow...

. Bunker Hill: The Death of Joseph Warren from Legends of Liberty, Volume 2 Dramatis Personae Joseph Warren – Physician,...

. Fallen Hummingbird A formal-verse remake of a free-verse poem of the same name written by my mother on October...

. Saint Sebastianus Sebastianus, soldier, pinioned, bleeding, Stands at his lonely and forgotten post Unperceived—no, even unsuspected— By the diseased...

. The Unchecked Pawn Quickly Black castled king-side and planned his attack. White then countered with confidence, primed for a...

. Shakespeare Re-placed Re-Verse Engineering In the picture above, SCP poet James A. Tweedie has taken the image of Venus...

. The 10 Best Poems of Emily Dickinson by Monika Cooper Being presented with an Emily Dickinson poem is like...

. Homebound They get too old to come to Mass, too sick, Too shaky on their legs or just too...

. The Darkened Hill We drove and found the childhood place where you would run and hide for space away...

. Without a Dad Without a Dad, you are not sure, And never know you could endure The many doubts...

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. Venus Sighed Venus sighed and turned aside, tired of seeing people try to feebly mimic Beauty’s pride, too easily...

. The Old Native Chieftain The old native chieftain from forests among __Bright sparkling lakes of the tribe, With death...

. Our Faith Is What?--- Canto XXIV of Paradise by Dante Alighieri (1265-1321) translated by Stephen Binns “O fellowship elected...