the lights are low
you can see the sweat beads
bathing his face like a lizard’s tongue
the crowd is standing on its feet
screaming, dancing, whistling
stomping their feet to the tune
of a marching band
he’s gyrating his hips
making love to the mike
his words are thunder
lightning bolts appear from nowhere
the poems are burning in his hands
the crowd is screaming for more
he’s running up and down the aisle
reciting the ten commandments backwards
he’s back on stage doing acrobatics
the audience is spellbound
the judges are frantically writing
down their scores
he’s standing on his head
he’s trying to raise the dead
he’s brought in the Pope for a duet
the guy waiting his turn
looks white as a ghost
Copyright ©: A. D. Winans
A few random poems:
- Death In Exile by Satish Verma
- The Beäten Path by William Barnes
- Михаил Лермонтов – Чума в Саратове
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мне каждый вечер зажигают свечи
- Владимир Корнилов – Халабуда
- Олег Бундур – Тропа
- IX: Some Verses: This Day Design’d To Spoil The World of Peace by William Alexander
- Here’s to the Mice! by Vachel Lindsay
- The Way by Robert Creeley
- Владимир Корнилов – Разговор
- Владимир Британишский – Читая Ремарка
- Ode by William Wordsworth
- Василий Жуковский – На первое отречение от престола Бонапарте
- Sonnet 04
- Владимир Маяковский – Чтоб нас не заела разруха зубами голодных годов… (Главполитпросвет №7)
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 48: How careful was I, when I took my way by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 47: Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 46: Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 45: The other two, slight air and purging fire by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 44: If the dull substance of my flesh were thought by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 43: When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 42: That thou hast her, it is not all my grief by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 41: Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 40: Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 3: Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 39: O, how thy worth with manners may I sing by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 38: How can my Muse want subject to invent by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 37: As a decrepit father takes delight by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 36: Let me confess that we two must be twain by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 35: No more be grieved at that which thou hast done by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 34: Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 33: Full many a glorious morning have I seen by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 74: But be contented when that fell arrest by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 73: That time of year thou mayst in me behold by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 72: O, lest the world should task you to recite 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
