I like to let the word fly about
Not tied down to its meanings
Like a dog on a leash
And be walked on the beach.
But let it prance around, flip and turn
And perch on the tiniest branch
Of suspense and dream
In the balmy glow of a rainbow
Like a crazy cormorant
Caring not a fig for gravity.
I like to let the word
Make mouths of mockery
At those who take it to mean
Like sea and sea weed moth-green
I like to clutch them and scooping
Fling handfuls into the sky
And watch them rain
Poetry.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- AN ODE FOR BEN JONSON by Robert Herrick
- The Haymakers’ Song poem – Alfred Austin
- Robert Burns: Out Over The Forth:
- Константин Бальмонт – Да, я люблю одну тебя
- To the State of Love. Or the Senses’ Festival. By John Cleveland
- Федор Сологуб – Астероид
- Lovers since Eternity by Preeth Nambiar
- Colors by Shel Silverstein
- The useless counsellor by Ross D Tyler
- The Most Exquisite Creature Of My Dreams by Mac McGovern
- Not the Pilot. by Walt Whitman
- Владимир Маяковский – Ни знахарство, ни благодать бога в болезни не подмога
- Paula Becker To Clara Westhoff
- Forbidden Fruit by Michael Lally
- Владимир Солоухин – Ветер
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
