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:
- Ghazal 314 by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Владимир Маяковский – Только организация урожай умножит… (Главполитпросвет №33)
- The Lamp by Sara Teasdale
- Passage to India. by Walt Whitman
- houses.html
- Helen Of Troy by Sara Teasdale
- Do not be ashamed by Wendell Berry
- Владимир Высоцкий – Москва-Одесса
- Hai Kou
- Wintering by Sylvia Plath
- The Fruit Garden Path poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Epitaph on John Busby, Esq., Tinwald Downs by Robert Burns
- Олег Бундур – Идем мы с дедом
- Love In Reverse by Talha Jafri
- Ash-Boughs poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
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
- Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 132: Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 131: Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 12: When I do count the clock that tells the time by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 129: Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame by William Shakespeare
- The Eolian Harp by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Sonnet 32: If thou survive my well-contented day by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 31: Thy bosom is endearèd with all hearts by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 30: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 2: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 29: When in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 28: How can I then return in happy plight by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 27: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 26: Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 25: Let those who are in favour with their stars by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 24: Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 23: As an unperfect actor on the stage by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 22: My glass shall not persuade me I am old by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 21: So is it not with me as with that muse by William Shakespeare
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
