Poems about Poetry
Golden Eangle
by Kapardeli Eftichia
And turning around the wings
and I go away
without leaving scars
in a distant greeting
Looking spend
radiation
of turbulence
heaven design
around the star
the infinite thirst match
with the arrow of stellar
dust
the unknown scar
When you blend the Suns
leave free the wind
bare earth
broad wing
flames in the sky
with juvenile
reflections
and vertigo
a net gold
darkness and light
entrap
Between two blue
pages, flocks of birds
Stars tears
forgotten realms
there
to join together the heavens
in God look
shadow of the wing tips
Cyclic Iridescences
Golden Eagle
at unimaginable speed
wandering travel
A few random poems:
- Cradle Song poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- My Butterfly by Robert Frost
- Edge by Sylvia Plath
- Finding by Rupert Brooke
- Impresa by Satish Verma
- Always Unsuitable by Marge Piercy
- Moment’s Indulgence by Rabindranath Tagore
- A Human Being Needs Strong Tea
- a_choka_is_a_littoral_drift.html
- word of God by Raj Arumugam
- Sonnet 11: As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow’st by William Shakespeare
- Ah, Are You Digging On My Grave? by Thomas Hardy
- Give Me Back My Rags #12 by Vasko Popa
- Василий Курочкин – Раздумье
- Владимир Маяковский – Тёплое слово кое-каким порокам
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 94: They that have power to hurt and will do none by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 93: So shall I live, supposing thou art true by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 92: But do thy worst to steal thy self away by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 91: Some glory in their birth, some in their skill by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 90: Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 8: Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly? by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 89: Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 88: When thou shalt be disposed to set me light by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 87: Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possessing by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 86: Was it the proud full sail of his great verse by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 85: My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 84: Who is it that says most, which can say more by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 83: I never saw that you did painting need by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 82: I grant thou wert not married to my Muse by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 81: Or I shall live your epitaph to make by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 80: O, how I faint when I of you do write by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 7: Lo, in the orient when the gracious light by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 79: Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 78: So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 77: Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear 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
