Poems about Poetry
Libation
by kapardeli eftichia
In a perfect circle mystery
countless infinite divine eyes
stars, worlds burn
minced
and ever born
a flash and a sudden
star lost sight of
Dawn … the sun burst
hitting the huge peaks
the earth, sun long
rays deals
Joined youth crazy momentum
Passing sweet, burning lips
A thirst for pushing
drink
new life, pleasure the scent of roses
the trunks of your stash
stars libation
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kapardeli eftichia
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A few random poems:
- I am Ireland by Patrick Pearse
- Sonnet 151: Love is too young to know what conscience is by William Shakespeare
- Under A Portrait Of Jukowsky poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Виктор Гюго – Без книги в мире ночь и ум людской убог
- The Sleepers by Walt Whitman
- Robert Burns: O Aye My Wife She Dang Me:
- Яков Полонский – Памяти В. М. Гаршина
- Learn Numbers With Fun Counting Rhymes For Kids
- Альфред де Мюссе – Вспомни обо мне
- Southern Sunrise by Sylvia Plath
- OFF-LIMITS by Satish Verma
- “Wonkavite…” by Roald Dahl
- The Cobweb by Raymond Carver
- Владимир Корнилов – Спортлото
- Envoi poem – Ezra Pound poems
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
