Barriers - poetry
There are many times I set up barriers and walls, invisible if you come too close, And then you hit them.
You admiration what happened.
You didn't know, I can't let you in.
I've lost the key to open the doors in the walls, and I don't know how To take them down.
Fran Watson Copyright © 2003
For more poetry and stories you can go to Fran's webpage http://www. franwatson. ca
Robert Burns Love Poem: A Red, Red Rose
Robert Burns, a poor man, an educated man, and a ladies' man, is agent of Scotland, much like whisky, haggis, bagpipes, and kilts. He lived a life shortened by sore heart disease, 1759-1796, but his life journey because of poverty, informal education, disappointed love, nationalism, and literary and fiscal hit can be identified by all Scots and communal men the world over.
A Case of The Fears
Chicken Soup is good for a coldSleep is good for the FluWhen I get a case of the FearsWhat is a being to do?It is not bacteriaAlthough it can eat away my soulIt is not a virusYet, it can keep me from air wholeI know what will do the trick,What will put me back on top,A great big bowl of Ice CreamWill certainly hit the spotThat was great and now I am doneOne bowl just won't doIf one is good, then more is greatAnd now I have eaten two.Bowls three, four, five and sixCame and then they wentI think my case of the fears are fixedLook at how my time was spentI am in receipt of sleepyIt is time to go to bedMy fears are no longer in my stomachNow they are in my headI close my eyes and I can boil Fears I want to killI will do, anything it takesTo keep the monsters still.
Shakespeares Elegy XVIII, Shall I Equate Thee to a Summers Day?
Shakespeare's sonnets demand time and endeavor to appreciate. Accepting the copious meanings of the lines, the crisply made references, the ability of the images, and the complication of the sound, rhythm and assembly of the verse anxiety interest and experience.
The Power of Ingestion Disorders
I want to get closeI am afraid.Afraid of what you might see.
Lord Byrons She Walks in Beauty
Lord Byron's breach elegy to "She Walks In Beauty" is among the most memorable and most quoted lines in romantic poetry. The breach lines are effortless, graceful, and beautiful, a appropriate match for his poem about a woman who possesses easy grace and beauty.
Thank You To Our Soldiers And A Accolade To Old Glory And A Prayer For Peace
Thank youDedicated to soldiers and their loved onesFor those who have laid in fox holes,carried guns,marched for hours.For those who have had cold disturbed nights,endless days of discomfort.
Beautiful Dreamer, Stephen Foster, Americas First Folk Song Writer
"Beautiful Dreamer" was printed by Stephen Cultivate just ahead of his death in 1864 at age 37. The song became one of his most celebrated and most popular.
Chan Chan and The Gorriones (Two Poems in English and Spanish)
The next two poems, one in English, the other in English and Spanish were done for the duration of this ongoing trip in Peru, while in Lima, even though the poem concerning: Chan Chan was oriinally ongoing last year,while at the antediluvian site in Northern Peru, it was just complete recently.The Gorriones of LimaIt is fall all about me-The Gorriones are swimming in the air Underneath the Lima skyAs if-, if fish could fly?Summer has gone its wayIt is fall again I say! The birds-, they just walk on byLooking, as if, if on parade-AndThe world keeps spinning;They just do not see it Until the hour comes?When the sun goes down!?When,Things get a barely dim;Yet the Gorriones keep on swimming Gracefully, swimming, in the wind-Under the Lima sky? .
To My Friend, With Love
All is still; all quiet; The world seems to be at peace. My soul is singing its cadenced melody And I'm led like in a daydream to write its tunes.
Two Poems, with Emblematic Language
Says Mr. Dennis Siluk, when asked to analysis his poetry somewhat, for he hesitates all the time when I ask him to so; I can tell you.
Three Sweet Poems, and Two Not So Sweet [now in: SPANISH and English]
1) End PoemWherever you are today- Is where you were meant to be; It's where God, dotted the 'i' and the 't'?!2) God's AngelsGod asked his angels: "Why do you look so sad?" Responded one angel: "Sir, we can't find the shade."3) An Empty SpaceOut of wisdom one will wait, travel far for love; the thirst will not kill them.
So many looked to you for inspiration,Unlikely hero for the wheelchair nation.Proudly you fought and arrogantly you believed,Everyone loved you Christopher Reeve.
Three Poems: The Monkey Man of Lima, Plus Two More
What Hides at the back of the Minute?What hides at the back the minute? It seems, no one especially knows; How many times will we wakeup, To count the action gone?The rose was dead when I arrived; The sword, was rusty and dull; The display curtain was open, And there was music in the hall.Oh lovely minute, where art thou? One, is not like the other-: Whirling in an human orbit, As the infinite world discovers.
Catherine Daly reviews Antidotes for an Alibi
Amy King Antidotes for an Alibi BlazeVox Books ISBN 0-9759227-5-0 2005These poems read to me like poetry versions of flash fiction. Now, I like flash fiction very much, but I like the more fabulistic kind.
Stone Beds [A Poem and an Advance]
Stone Beds [Pompeii's surge]Advance: after the great flare-up of Pompeii's close volcano, Vesuvius, some two-thousand years ago in the glory days of the Roman Empire, what was left of the city were commonly ashes of stone from an unleashing furnace; it is hard to assume what the citizens went by means of (none, not one being survived). I can only guess from the looks of the city today, and in its early excavations, its associates were baked alive or asleep, like pottery.
Find the Magic
FIND the MAGICFind the Magic As you delivery old oppression Come out of hiding And see the starsFind the Magic As you expose the pain Let the tears flow And find beauty in your bodyFind the Magic As you scream from the beating Run from the threats And feel the cordiality of a hugFind the Magic As the a small amount girl is silenced Told she is too smart for her own good And she finds her place of honor as she speaks her mindFind the Magic As the ghosts creep into dream Haunt your daily life And you meet them at the crossroads and move onFind the Magic As you drift out of your body, avoiding the anger Observe the separation And you join the body temple once again to celebrate in this distinctive wonderFind the Magic As you listen in to the conflicts and Watch in horror And emerge from the water whole and exquisite in a rainbow of colorsFind the Magic, For you are whole once again© 2004 Susan BaconSusan Bacon is an researcher, educator and author. Call her because of her web site http://www.
Walt Whitman, Romance With a Stranger
The belief of brief encounters, even romantic encounters, with a stranger recurs often in the verses of Walt Whitman.Take, for example, these lines from one of the inscriptions that Whitman wrote to his 1860 journal of Plants of Grass.
Wars, Air of Ambiguity [for: Lt. Laura Walker] in SPANISH and English
Wars, air of AmbiguityDedicated to 1st. Lt.
Have you ever skilled love with a celebrity you know is not a good match for you? Or how about an exciting association that roots itself deep in your memory..
Poems have another cores, or so I believe, and can only be structured well for a number of metaphoric language-heart beats; like all counselors are not made for all clients, so all poems are not made for the same person, or purpose; when we read we all have our likes and dislikes; I do not essentially know what poetry is per se, but I do know what the eminence of poetry has, and great poetry is close to an illusion?it carries an echo I do believe-figurative yes, at best, and questionable yes, by far. Here are five poems I've freshly wrote, all with a altered core, focus and style.
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