Poems about Poetry
In Between the Strophes
by Marcin Malek
I’ll never be a king of the brave
The vain poet – I lied, forgive me if you care
I went calmly through all the stages of madness
The last it’s the tongue on a stranger face
And believe that man can turn in to a bird
To look at people and things
Without the need of rising the gaze
What a disruptive and ugly input
– Acquired romanticism
To have eyes placed on occiput
And after all, to see against the stiff neck
How veils of the wild cranes are waving
Across the sunset fires and dense shades
I’ll never be a king of the brave
Timorous rhymer – I laughed, who cares
That I went through all the stages of foolishness
The last it’s the thought that anyone chased
Man, dog or a worm
Will find an asylum
Somewhere in between the strophes
Copyright ©:
Marcin Malek
A few random poems:
- The Garden poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Erin! The Tear and the Smile in Thine Eyes by Thomas Moore
- Book Leaf by Shaunna Harper
- ‘Tis Said, That Some Have Died For Love by William Wordsworth
- Whiteness I Remember by Sylvia Plath
- Independence poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Halls grew darker poem – Aleksandr Blok poems | Poetry Monster
- The Wanderings of Oisin: Book II by William Butler Yeats
- Blessings On Children by William Gilmore Simms
- The Wind In Woone’s Feäce by William Barnes
- Василий Жуковский – Море
- Queen Mab in the Village by Vachel Lindsay
- Алексей Толстой – Ты почто, злая кручинушка
- Song by Seamus Heaney
- Олег Бундур – Эпидемия
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
