Don’t Need Anything
by Pat Mullan
You gave me a present,
A book on Haiku and
I knew what you meant
Without knowing your language
the little brown bird
dies on this bright May morning
hitting the window
I am a strange woman,
I am a free spirit, you said,,
And then you were gone
looking back at the
sun setting over the hill
i am walking tall
we shared this May day
of high skies over Corrib
and picked wild flowers
And, at midnight , you wrote a poem for me;
‘You know the colour of the sky in English
I know the smell of the flowers in Japanese
And we know the image of everything
Don’t need anything.”
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Омар Хайям – Где вы, друзья! Где вольный ваш припев?
- She’s My Ever Lovin’ Machine by Shel Silverstein
- Influence
- The Female of the Species by Rudyard Kipling
- Learn
- Hades’ Pitch by Rita Dove
- Sonnet 91: Some glory in their birth, some in their skill by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Маяковский – О чем в наступающем думаем году мы
- Polyphemus poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- To the Fringed Gentian by William Cullen Bryant
- Complaint Prometheus
- Ballades II – Of The Book-Hunter poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Emperors And Kings, How Oft Have Temples Rung by William Wordsworth
- Hymn From A Watermelon Pavilion by Wallace Stevens
- ode to love by Rohit Sridharan
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
