no one but us older folks
remembers Father Divine
A self made black preacher
who founded his own church
and declared himself
to be God
and had a flock of believers
mostly white women
who gave up their life savings
to sleep with God
He drove a big white Cadillac
and had a white wife
who didn’t mind sharing him
with other white women
but even if she had
how could she have argued
with the will of God
when he died the newspapers
had a field day
as his congregation gathered
at the grave site
waiting for the promised resurrection
which sadly never came
and the newspapers took great joy
in mocking the flock
writing them up as the
fools they were
but how many women out there
reporters included among them
can lay claim to having fucked
God
Copyright ©: A. D. Winans
A few random poems:
- Attack of the Squash People by Marge Piercy
- Николай Языков – Е. А. Свербеевой (Мысль неразгульного поэта)
- Омар Хайям – Этот мастер всевышний
- Федор Сологуб – Скупа Филис, но пыл мятежный
- I Have News For You by Tony Hoagland
- The Veairy Veet That I Do Meet by William Barnes
- Dark Wood, Dark Water by Sylvia Plath
- Idylls of the King: The Passing of Arthur (excerpt) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Pity Of Love by William Butler Yeats
- Константин Бальмонт – Далеким близким
- Halloween by Robert Burns
- Robert Burns: I Dream’d I Lay:
- Drinking While Driving by Raymond Carver
- Harp Song of the Dane Women by Rudyard Kipling
- To Arms! poem – Alfred Austin
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
