Poems about Poetry
FRUIT-LEAF-ROOTS-flowers
by kapardeli eftichia
Memories
nothing leaves nothing comes
marks on the rocks
who stayed
Joined the lake bottom, forever
The house in the poplars
our voice taller
pups on foliage
companions foreign languages
the roar of the wind lost
Write Names in Heaven
with throws of birds
light trap in circles
the affection of a quiet day
With hands dig the earth
soil that never slept
next to the thorns beside the ruin
hit with power vein
look for payment
But I do not bear fruit this year
the tree of patience
with bent twigs
flowers are not pulled
thirst for life
Leaves, fruits, roots, blossoms
kapardeli eftichia
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kapardeli eftichia
A few random poems:
- Sonnet 84: Who is it that says most, which can say more by William Shakespeare
- Hear the Voice by William Blake
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
- Владимир Маяковский – Было с белым много дел… (Главполитпросвет №44)
- Жан де Лафонтен – Шершни и Пчелы
- A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns
- Федор Тютчев – Как он любил родные ели
- “`Roses crimson, roses white” poem – Alfred Austin
- Альфред де Мюссе – Песнь барберины
- Владимир Британишский – Ты шепчешь мне
- Шекспир – Ты утоляешь мой голодный взор – Сонет 75
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Ребенку
- For Once, Then, Something by Robert Frost
- let’s go mummy by Raj Arumugam
- Answer Me
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
