Editors, editors! Do you edit? Deliver us from typos and errors! I see them breaking rhythm and credit; Tenaciously holding English mirrors.
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
Every belief in eternity pales ’Tis foolhardy for any living thing Entertaining a tenet with details Responding to fear with a foolish king
Love your passion, love your life, Love your journey, love to time, But what passion really is? What is life ? What is your Meaning of living? After giving all the possible energy, you have to leave everything behind, is it worth it?
By SD Silone2 years ago in Poets
Far away within a circumcised brain Regimented by unsanctified words Endured an idea with ball and chain Enveloped in less than half-truths and thirds
"Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies." -- Aristotle, as cited in Diogenes Laertius' Lives of Eminent Philosophers, bk. 5, sect. 20
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Inside the hollows of a thought gone dark Night enveloping it with mystery Sensibly to the advent of a spark Inner ramblings and future history
Given the alternatives, why that one? The others are more handsome and robust More generously blessed by the fat sun;
Death of my death tomorrow or today Enveloped in a white sheet of blueness Athena never left me all the way The truth had to be within her trueness
Hello old friend We meet again It’s been a long while You used to wander after me Up and down the aisle Through fields of green grass
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
“I can’t love him” She said as the fairy danced around her head “Why not?” The fairy asked “Because the mold is cast. He is promised to another.”
Fine china waiting to serve a green tea Infused with peppermint not from the gods Needless pursuit of the best bourgeoisie
I’m on a journey A journey of yearning Is this something I’ve been earning So many days have past Full of reflection Wondering what direction I’m going
