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- Magistrōrum at allpoetry
These are my muse-born kith,
ancient men who speak - Oh, If For Once at allpoetry
Oh, if for once love were a mutual thing: There is the man with whom I feel nothing but sisterly affection, - Revelation at allpoetry
Of numinous phantasmagoria that tread the glassy sea, - Shakespearean Sonnet VI Revisited at allpoetry
A chill and peasant lone extremity, Let not it overcome thy youthful shine. - Futility at allpoetry
We are as an empty tome, you and I; From ransomed muse - This Longing of Mine at allpoetry
To long is to wait. To wait is to hope. - The Mechanics of Death at allpoetry
I must believe that death is not - The silence of Shusaku Endo at allpoetry
The water boils, - Apocryphal Death Notices at allpoetry
Kalila M. Borden died on Sunday at her home surrounded by family. - An Old Man By the Road at allpoetry
He might have been a grandfather - the ancient creases of memories upon his face and hands, and I imagine a child on his knee, and a twinkle in his eye - except for the derelict lawnchair he sat on, and his curious decision t - To My Savior Upon My Deathbed at allpoetry
Oh Lord, You know of my secret trepidation. This fear that is staunchly seated in the very depths of me of apathy and stagnation. When I read that You are never-changing, this is my greatest comfort, and - A Short Story for the Fourth of July at allpoetry
Private First Class Danny Murphy, honorably discharged from the United States Army July of 1974. Fought for his country, took shrapnel to his right leg just above the knee, watched his best friend die in his arms, got s - To My Fickle Muse at allpoetry
Why do you toy with me, you wrathful woman with PMS? / - Chocolate (a chocrostic) at allpoetry
Creamy rivers of liquid sweet / Haven, utopian, the world is complete / Omnipotent hold over all known confections / Certain monopoly of peoples' affections / Oozing with joy as it - Enamored at allpoetry
As wind whistles through leaves, / And pen caresses page, / The sweet scent of pavement / After newly-fallen rain, / When the suckling of babes concludes, / With contented bellies full, / And the muses light in ri - There is a Pinhole In My Wall - at allpoetry
it is small and insignificant, / barely even noticeable. / One would have to have it pointed out / in order to see it: / a pinhole that once held the pin / that once held my calendar / (or was it a picture? or a l - Nuisance at allpoetry
A bee flew through my window / The other day, / Refusing to leave me alone, / Flitting and fluttering around my head, / And tromping her sickly-sweet footprints / Across my compositions. / She plotted and schemed - I Am at allpoetry
Overdrawn / Consumed / Exhausted / Devoid of / Depleted / Wrought / Reduced / Drained / Stripped / Used up / Vacant / Empty / Bleary / Weary / Barren / Spent / 0 / - Sacred Tomes at allpoetry
I sometimes wonder / That if Heaven had a library, / What volumes would it hold: / Be it ancient tomes or modern verse / Of poesy, essay, or prose? / To what upon those dusty shelves / Are graced by cherubs’ - A Poem at allpoetry
As ink of poesy seeps into / The fading lines of faint light blue / Upon the parchment stiff and clean / From reams of thoughts – inspired dreams – / Pulsing, beating, thriving words / Which breathe and sing wi - Wordsmith at allpoetry
These words of mine – / Outrageous, verbose – / Fall from my lips / Without any concern / For the general purpose: / Communication. / They writhe and thrash / Within me, / Tumbling, plummeting, / Down - Veil at allpoetry
Creases on the map / Mirror creases on my face; / Wrinkles in my life. / Wrinkles in my life / Mirror creases on my face; / Creases on the map. / Creases, creases / (The face wrinkles) / On, on, my - Readying for Battle at allpoetry
As I sit before my computer screen, / filled with the deepest sense of resolve, / My palms sweating, and tremulous knees knocking / Against the tower / Fortified with processors and microchips and motherboards, / - Literary Criticism at allpoetry
Introduction / / The task at hand is to divine the right- / -ful way in which to come to full enlight- / -enment about that which is lit’rature, / That all may understand, and thus, concur. / / For truth, in s - The Critics at allpoetry
“Man is dumb,” dear Plato says, “To imitate is quite a sin.”
But Aristotle sees the good, and lets the valued reader in.
