- Poetry Linked To Love - Part 1 By : Holly Bliss
Most people identify the sonnet as one of the most linked to love poetry forms. However, did you know that there are over twenty different variations? - The Nephilm (Cold Twilight) A Short Epic Poem By : Dennis Siluk
The twilight was cold
Only warm garments
From pelts to cover their flesh! - The Panama Canal, 2006 (The Big Ditch) A Poem with Commentary By : Dennis Siluk
[May 2006: Advance]: After visiting the Panama Canal, to see its worth, on the world stage, seeing it four times in four days, from the locks to the Bridge of Americas. - Continually Coming Closer By : Paul Davis
Karla, I can't get enough of you!
No matter what
I love you! - Warp Speed Ahead! The Cover Of His Book By : Vc Veasey
The road snakes behind me through the mountains and wide-open spaces beneath a sunset sky. - The Jackal of Venezuela: Hugo Chavez By : Dennis Siluk
The Jackal of Venezuela: Hugo Chavez
[Part I/For His Homeland] - The Man in the Looking Glass! The Conquering Hero! By : Vc Veasey
As the bright yellow sun
climbs over the mountains
and winks at the green valley below - Can't Stop Thinking of You By : Paul Davis
Baby, I love you!
Can't stop thinking of you!
Can't get enough of you! - Why Write Bad Poetry By : Evelyn Cole
For Good Relationships with Yourself
You can write bad poetry, can you not? Why do so? Here are three reasons: - My Love whether Near or Afar By : Paul Davis
Dearest Karla
You are my love
You are my world - A Testimony from Hell [a poem] By : Dennis Siluk
Cold are the massive ramparts of deep Hell Demonic beasts stand waiting by their posts: Agaliarept, the Henchman of the host He, guards the unholy profound supreme: - Orion's Orchard [Poetic Prose] By : Dennis Siluk
In the universe, the one that surrounds the world (perhaps the mind as well)—someone once threw a ball—I do believe—somewhere, and it exploded—, somewhat: which slowed everything down a bit, and its thrust (its push, in all directions) is still keeping it airborne - Pine Creek [A Minnesota Poem] By : Dennis Siluk
How pure it burns the Northern Lights, over Minnesota’s mystic nights; here stirs the winds with deathless wings, with secrets undivided; ye, here moans the forest deep to think, what heart would seek, to take, or reap. - Straight from the Heavens: Li Bai's Poetry in Retrospect By : Gerald Marchewka
Some may argue that Chinese poet Li Bai is beyond compare. With words that seem to fall straight from the heavens, he, perhaps like no other poet can make us both feel the earth and touch the sky. - You No Longer Have My Heart By : Faith McDermott
You no longer have my heart. Why does this perplex you? Don't you know that a heart is a funny thing when left unattended. It has a peculiar rhythmic beat. A beat, that when in the throws of an unabashed love, produces a vibrancy within, that floods the heart with untold passion. Left without this for any long period of time can cause a heart to stray. - Foyanda By : Bheki Ndiweni
I've been looking for hours
Waiting for some answer
The words never seem to stay
My hearts out of breath
I don't need more space
Just more of your presence - Why Do People Kill? A Little Piss Ant! The Clown! By : Vc Veasey
A LITTLE PISS ANT! He drove around the neighborhood Like an enraged bumblebee Intimidating neighbors like A grizzly rampaging through a campsite - Most Wonderous To Behold! Joy! Eye! By : Vc Veasey
When I touch you my love, your skin is as smooth
As a night breeze on a tropical night - Seven Cosmic Poems By : Dennis Siluk
The Human Origins: possibly a mixture of ancient genetic mutations And a face-lift from Homo habilis to Homo creatures we are today. But who did the uplifting? - Poetry is Hot For the Summer! By : Michelle L Devon
As the days of summer begin to heat up across the country, the chores of the day drag on.... - Longings For A Tomorrow Not So Far Ahead [Poetic Prose] By : Joylita Saldanha
When one of those moments, one of those magical moments when peace, love and joy intertwine and wrap me and let their warmth seep through me. - The Keeper of the Dungeon [Opiel: The Gatekeeper] A Poem By : Dennis Siluk
The Dark, damp, deep dungeons (Underneath the castle grounds) Where freedom has no sunlight This dark palace, Is where the cadaverous dungeon keeper resides? Where death filters its way into, this dungeon’s stonewalls: Here, upon your arrival, hate—with mortar mixed tortures Fester about; infinite, horrid decaying bones separated from flesh Paralyzed human spirits—live…(the Keeper’s clientele) Live in a lifetime of hideous silence. - Poetry Books - A Growing Demand By : Justine Eaglestone
Where were you when American poetess Sylvia Plath gassed herself in her London kitchen at the age of 30 during the harsh winter of 1963? Not perhaps the stuff our memories are made of, but all that could change. - Poetry Contests By : Jennifer Bailey
A simple expression or communication may convey the required message, but may not make lasting impressions or bring us closer to people. We pass through many situations in our life where we find it necessary to honor, acknowledge and pay tribute to our near and dear ones. - Before the Dawn in Beijing [a poem: and love affair] By : Dennis Siluk
[A Love Affair]
The nights were long, it seemed an era
(All before the dawn in Beijing),
Came youthful smiles, in my magic age
And we who listened to each heartbeat
A sweet compulsion of that sound
The burst, a mighty morning on Beijing;
Then yellow flowers seem to fall (sing):
She was an empire with pains and peaks
I an ocean, and sky above— - The Cake Poem [with commentary] By : Dennis Siluk
Red, yellow, orange green and blue— Balloons on a cake,
Candy covered mushrooms (Red and white): - The Color of War [Iraqi: war poem] By : Dennis Siluk
Introduction: Here is an unusual war poem Dennis has written today, on the Iraqi war. He said after following it for four years, “…it is getting old; yet it sells papers doesn’t it?” He was for the war when it was a war, so he told me, but now it is not, it is more a police action, he explains to me, and feels perhaps we have overstayed our welcome. “And what are the motivating factors now?” he asks. He adds, “When we get into questioning the motives, after a war, when they are not clear, it is - By Him The Music Lives By : Faith McDermott
It's in him. The music. All the notes, and melodies, words, and lyrics. His music so strong it reaches out through his finger tips to bring the keys he plays to life. It flows through his lips and produces a sound that only the "great ones" know how to make. Music emerges from the depths of his soul, and orchestrates itself in the deep recesses of his mind. Harmonious sounds, encased in walls of brilliance. - I Wonder By : Stanley Leffew
I wonder what would happen if we shut out the noise,
and reflected on the humanity of all us girls and boys.
As tsunamis come out of nowhere with force,
and remind us once again of human anguish and remorse. - War Poems on Iraqi [America at War] By : Dennis Siluk
1) After the Dawn of War II
[Iraqi 2006]
I looked over the shoulder of the world
Through its crawling fog
And heard the cold cries
Seen the stir in the eyes
Heard the trumpets of war
Breaking the silence of dawn
(Heard somebody say):
“Soldiers will die today
For Iraqi Liberty—
That thou endure.” - The Threads That Bind Us (Poem) By : Kay Elizabeth
The silver needle finally acquiesced to the probing black thread.
Do all parents go through this, I ask myself.
The object of today's battleground lies crumpled upon my lap;
A day old winter jacket already looking shabby,
Scarred through carelessness. Squinting at black fabric,
I concentrate on repairing the gaping, saw toothed pocket. - Let The Tears Come By : Faith McDermott
This morning I finally let the tears come. They'd been waiting to be released for some time. I gave them permission today. I thought they would pour out like a heavy rain when I freed them, but instead they took there time. Slowly trickling down my cheeks, but first the large pools that formed in my eyes. I watched as they dropped into my lap. - Hurricanes and Poetry Writing By : Lance Winslow
Some of the greatest poet writers off all times have had much adversity in their lives. Perhaps it is this adversity, which helps them see the world differently and makes them take stock of themselves and their surroundings? - Apostle Paul By : Paul Davis
Well I got an invitation to a kicking party
It was BYOB
And getting started at 7:00pm
It was to last the whole night
So I brought my Bible
Which started a fight.
You say, - rophetic Exhortation: Consider Your Ways! By : Paul Davis
Consider Your Ways That you be not left in a daze When the time of singing has come - Publishing Poetry in Newspapers: Where to Submit By : Melanie Simms
According to Dana Gioia, Chairman of the National Endowment for the Arts, "Daily newspapers no longer review poetry. - Rose-tinted Glasses [A Two-Part Poem] By : Dennis Siluk
World’s Blindness & Poet’s Vigil 1) World’s Blindness Man can’t seem to see - African Sun By : Faith McDermott
Your brilliance overwhelms the lands. Heavenly creation. Work of God's hands.
Who of all his wonders burns as bright as you. Lighting up the heavens as only you will do.
Left breathless at your beauty. O' Luminous creature from on high.
No words to truly capture you; a perfect vision in the sky. - What Use Poetry? Featured Book: Tracings by Carolyn Howard-Johnson By : Kristin Johnson
In the Red Engine Press January 2006 newsletter, "Yardspinners and Wordweavers," Carolyn Howard-Johnson, author of Tracings, writes: - Questions and Answers from a Mountaintop By : Gerald Marchewka
In a description of the nature of human happiness, Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai writes, You ask why I stay on the green mountain, I smile but do not answer; my heart is at ease. - Modern Poetry - Poetry for Everyone By : Michelle L Devon
Poetry has changed over the years, and modern poetry is not the same eclectic and elitist prose you may remember from your high school reading. - Poems Times Six By : Jack Wilson
Spitting out her beauty and disgust, --She jiggled ghosts and skeletons, --Emptied blood and I was there. --I cleaned up her mess, --I fed her dog and I made her bed. --I watered the garden by the pyramid --And it blossomed. - Poetry is Written for a Universal Audience By : Dennis Siluk
I’ve been writing, reading, and singing poetry for 46-years, and I’ve never heard anything so silly as poetry cannot be enjoyed universally, or it is strictly made for the poet. It is, if given a good translator: translatable, I’d say perhaps 50% of poetry. And most poets do not write for themselves, they wrote for the world, the last of the truth givers. - Seven Deadly Signs of Poetry Scams By : Kristin Johnson
In America, poets are held in such low esteem that even the most Honored Representative from Nigeria won’t bother scamming us. - The Old and Dying [A Poem in: In Spanish and English] By : Dennis Siluk
When my mother died, it was like blowing out a candle, almost as if she was ready for a vacation. When death comes, I hope it is that simple for me; perhaps living was much harder than dying, at that moment (time and place) for her; Christ being in her corner, she felt much safer, she wanted to go—, she just wasn’t sure if she had enough wind to blow—, to blow out that candle. Thus, it proves: the old and dying are wiser. - The Dream Date By : Kevin Madu
That did the magic I was thrown into a fantasy A dream of having you close; Of staring into your eyes and Tracing your lips with my finger Of whispering sweet words into your ears Telling you... - Beside the Still Waters By : Annie Kaszina
My soul longs to be beside the still waters,
The still waters that ripple gently o’er the multicolored rocks below.
Gentle susurration they diffuse throughout the land,
Precious harmonies do they sing to all who listen. - The Ill-omen of Istanbul [A Dramatic Macabre Mytho in Poetic form about Achilles' Arrow] By : Dennis Siluk
Poeta Laureado De la Ciudad de San Jeronimo Peru
The Ill-omen of Istanbul
[A Dramatic Macabre Mythos in Poetic form; About Achilles’ Arrow] - Not About Me By : Bob Roach
You go to sleep one day
and wake up the next morning.
Seems right, just like yesterday.
Exciting, adventuresome, no warning. - Destiny Manifesting By : Artel Kayaru
U can see it. It’s there. … there it is & their it goes, Plain as day. U can see it in the cirrus clouds in the azure skies, Latching on 2 each moment like brisk winds at dawn.
U can taste in the succulent berries on the copious
Vines of the countryside--- - Dreams and Jesus By : Ariana Cherry
(Below is a poem that hopefully will inspire you about faith, Jesus, and the walks that we take in life. It enlightens us to have faith, and really believe what is true to our heart. If one believes in Eternal Life and their Lord Jesus, I believe that they can accomplish anything.) - Lima's Devouring Winter Dew [a poem with Commentary] By : Dennis Siluk
Lima’s Devouring Winter Dew
The mist of the pacific flows cool and fair—
On city streets that are far and near
With haunted blows, from Lima’s shadows.
Ah! Its pale magic mist now fills the air - Words From the Desert [Mecca's Grief] A Poem With Commentary By : Dennis Siluk
Word From the Desert
[Mecca’s Grief]
He could not read, nor could he write
But wrote the Koran, in a cave by night
From Mecca he came, for many souls
With words, swords, and promises. - If You Could Trap a Sound By : Kathy Pippig Harris
If you could trap a sound,in the heart of Mother Earth from the cool, depths underground.... - White Crow By : Kathy Pippig Harris
From the morning light it flew eyes the hue of fire's embers beak the color of twilight dew. - A Writer's Friend By : Bob Roach
Our friendship has frantically freed us while putting us in a bind. As we dance through a relationship birthed in words, that immerse us into that part of ourselves that we enjoy so much. Friendship is simply confusing. We must give what one needs, rather than what one has. - Treasures of the Andes By : Dennis Siluk
Within the Andes golden rim - Let's Dance By : Bob Roach
Father of one and middle school teacher of literally thousands over the past thirty years. To find out more parenting tips, check out the Baby Names Box. - Freedom Fighters 911 By : Bob Roach
Hey everybody
gather around.
I'm gonna tell ya
what I have found. - 911 Heroes Are Plenty By : Bob Roach
The heroes were many
it was you, it was me.
Firemen, policemen and soldiers
you see. - Nature's Unrest [An Eight-Part Poem] By : Dennis Siluk
The Somber Sun I
What has thou seen O Sun,
Of love or of hate
I will not be surprised, - Lord Canary: (Writtten while in Social Studies Class, Como Park, Jr.HS, 1962) By : Dennis Siluk
Lord Canary—
(Not sure why we call him that)
A teacher at Como Jr. High,
Teaches us students about mirrors,
Mirrors, mirrors, everyday, - Six More Poems by Jack Wilson By : Jack Wilson
Cold Billy Boston
Boston Billy he went where he chose,
Wearing white spats with his fugitive clothes. - Five Poems by Celia By : Celia Wildfang
I Am The Artist
I am the artist, - "Who" [Dennis Siluk's First Poem] By : Dennis Siluk
Who made the earth:
who made the sky,
who made the clouds,
burst inside—? - When You Think of Liberty Think of Me By : Kathy Pippig Harris
When you honor the red, white, and blue
When you celebrate our nation's liberty
Think of the one who's been beside you
in spirit, in heart, in body...
No being could be as loyal as me, for I am
your best friend, your partner... your family. - Uplifting Tantras for Success By : Robert Curtis
By definition, a tantra is a short poem that illuminates a thought or concept. I have become fascinated with the form of the tantra, and would like to employ it’s structure to an entirely different genre. - An Ancient Tale of Separation, Longing and Loss: By : Gerald Marchewka
In an epic poem that marks the passage of time with the changing of the seasons, Li Bai, the celebrated Chinese poet, describes the union of a young teenage couple amidst the great bucolic splendor of historic Changgan county. - Life's Demons By : Alisa Chagnon
It was so long ago, I can feel the slight remains…
Of what it was like to live in peace, so beautiful, no pain
Then came all the years and so many many tears - Musings of A Lover By : Shubhanyu Jain
I am the sadness in the joy ...
I am the stranger's lonely glance ... - An Ice Free World & Hymn to Dawin [a poem] By : Dennis Siluk
Here are two different kind of poems, on nature mixed with emotions.
Hymn To Darwin
Lead us by the nose, take us
Down the path of endless roads:
For gloom, confusion and despair
Who cares, lead anywhere! - Sad Fancies Fret My Mind By : Robert Davidson
Last night I was beat up in a fistfight standing outside the local simply because people have trouble tolerating. People cannot live with one another and having lost moorings I attempt to live escapist-fantasy spending life surfing gothic net sites watching TV news getting bad doses of excess reality. - "Eyes On Queens; Memories That Burn; In Every Tear" Yes 3 Sad Poems By : Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
I used to 'only' paint sad women. Long flowing hair of women looking towards the sea. People would always ask me, "Why?"
"What is interesting about 'happy'?" I would always reply. - What I Feel By : Mellissa Floyd
Sometimes I think of different things and I don't know why I do
There are times I want another baby because I want one with you
There are sometimes I want to sit and cry for really no reason at all
Then other times I feel so alive but in one second a tear could fall - Walk Slower Through The Grass By : Alisa Chagnon
Summer morning, sun on my face. The freedom was in the air.
Tall grass, acres to play.
Please let me go back there…oh please just for a moment, go back there - The Sting of Death By : Kevin Madu
Oh! The sting of death
Like a thief in the night - The Voices of Life -- Insight of the World By : Nick Jacob
Born into this world through pre-existing spirits - Crows Bait! Spiritually High! By : Vc Veasey
Crows Bait!
No matter what we achieve in this life,
the greatest glory or the greatest gain.
The highest office or the greatest shame,
we leave it all behind! - Difficult Times By : Nick Jacob
I am walking in my normal life now, difficult times ahead. The times working in my life, I cannot stretch how far they’ll go.
Existed for many generations upon this earth, how many more times do I have left. I ask for salvation, I ask for strength, the only thing I seem to receive is a loss of wisdom.
My wisdom is strong, my knowledge is deep, I know the simple facts of life. Many men try to understand what I have to say, but only some take the time to listen. - King Toledo of Peru, vs El Perro (The Hero Dog) Poem and Commentary By : Dennis Siluk
King Toledo of Peru, vs. El Perro
[The Hero dog]
Here is my new poem on the Hero of Peru, I do hope the King of Peru, Toledo, does not get mad, - Left Over Poems From Days Gone By By : Bob Roach
Attention
Some of us require more
attention than others.
How stupid of us.
In our minds we think we have something to say
Gosh! tell me a lie.
The truth is too painful - Millions of Miracles That We Call Life and Reality By : Bob Roach
As I travel through this life
searching for what is real.
Looking not only for what is real but
what part I am to play in the - Simple Man By : Nick Jacob
I am but a simple man, walking along a path of Strength and Courage
With every breaking day, my path becomes harder and stronger
I continue to walk, and talk, for the Good of all People - The Artur Brothers Circus By : Peter Njenga
Synopsis
After the KTN-Standard Raid in March, Artur Margaryan and Artur Sargasyan came into the limelight. - Neon Blue's Unspoken Tales Of Buried Roses and Feathers Carved In Stone By : Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
18 May 2006
"Buried Roses"
if i had roses to give you
i would have buried them
muted their breath
measured their penitence
stopped the flood of overflowing criticism
the rain continues - Long Lost Lovers RE-UNITED After 30 Years....WOW! By : Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Denny, my husband, and I were high school sweethearts. We found each other after 30 years. - Love Poems the Haiku Way By : Edward A. Weiss
Love poems have been written since men and women have been able to communicate with each other. Traditionally, it's been the realm of the western poet. Not anymore. - The House of Early Horizon [The Cultures of Ancient Peru; The House of Blue] By : Dennis Siluk
Note on Peruvian Cultures: The Recuay culture dates back from about 400 BC, to about 800 AD, and resides in the region known as—Ancash, a region..... - Why Read Poetry, and How to Get a Life By : Nigel Beale
Epiphany and revelation don’t just bless the poet. Considered reading can also result in ‘new, improved’ ways of seeing and feeling, thinking and oh! behaving for the reader…just like watching ads can…so be careful…a better life doesn’t always mean buying stuff you don’t need…it means cluing in to what truly makes you happy, not what makes advertisers so… - Why Write Poetry? By : Nigel Beale
It’s often not a matter of choice. In many instances you can’t stop yourself. It’s an urge - visited upon you - to render communicable a feeling that is difficult to express, but that just wont go away - an urge for knowledge, peace, cathartic purging. - Three Short Love Poems By : Randall Ulbricht
Here is a compilation of three short love poems written by twelve-year-old Emily. Gain an insight into the guilelessness and innocence of youth. - Solace and Consolation, I Paint Over All Gilded Cages, A Poem About Utter Frustration! By : Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
I will take your objections clearly I will point towards sleeping giants wrap up their fingers just like mine and wait - Gone Fishing By : Ryan Wegman
New clients more sales higher profits in our minds. It's early in the morning the sun has not yet begun to rise. You wake with excitement while you remove the sleep from your eyes. Opportunity all around us we start to think as we stand up and rise. - Modern Haiku Poetry - What It is and How to Write It By : Edward A. Weiss
So, you want to learn how to write a modern haiku poem. Read this artice and discover what modern haiku poetry is and how to create it yourself! - Friendship Poems and Haiku - A New Approach! By : Edward A. Weiss
What better way to express your love for a friend than through poetry. Friendship poems show you really care about someone. But have you ever thought of using haiku to show your appreciation for your friend? - Father's Day Poems the Haiku Way By : Edward A. Weiss
Usually, father's day poems consist of some sweet sentiment towards dad. And they've usually been penned by western writers. And while it's true that some of the best poetic sentiments have come from the west, let's not forget what the east has to contribute.
Consider the lovely haiku poem. In just a few words, haiku capture the essence of a mood or place and allow the reader to gently "step inside" the poets outlook. For example, father's day poems can look something like this: - Poetry Contests and How to Win Them By : Edward A. Weiss
Poetry Contests have sprung up like wildfire around the internet. And why not? It's a fun way to test your skill at poetry writing. - How to Write a Haiku the Easy Way! By : Edward A. Weiss
So, you want to write a haiku poem? Some think it's very easy to do. After all, it's only 3 short lines. But if you want to write a haiku, you need to know the basics. Let's get started! - The Devil Dog-heads of Peru [Poem with Commentary] By : Dennis Siluk
They swarmed about him, the youth from the northern highlands, the Devil Sect, the jackals of Peru (in the Valley of Recuay); they dragged him into darkness, they meant to do him harm (soon they’d dismember him alive) ‘no mercy,’ would he cry--, only curses as they roasted him alive: like mutton, these devil dog-heads, now long forgotten. - Writing Haiku on the Right-Side of the Brain! By : Edward A. Weiss
Most haiku writers and teachers suggest you look at nature closely and examine what's happening in the present moment. A good way to get into the haiku mindset but it's not the only way.
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