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
- Before Sleep poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Robert Burns: There’ll Never Be Peace Till Jamie Comes Hame:
- Savour Your Life by Ronald G. Auguste
- Today by Siegfried Sassoon
- Юрий Верховский – Зачем, паук, уходишь торопливо
- Houses Of Dreams by Sara Teasdale
- Олег Бундур – Нарасхват
- Conscious by Wilfred Owen
- How to Earn Money Writing and Selling Books
- Then by Philip Levine
- From ‘Arcades’ poem – John Milton poems
- Poor Mailie’s Elegy by Robert Burns
- Living In Sin
- Sonnet 82: I grant thou wert not married to my Muse by William Shakespeare
- Hippo’s Hope by Shel Silverstein
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).
