Poems about Poetry
MOTHER
by kapardeli eftichia
Gets bright white arms in
clear skies
my mother’s love
the blue sky
with flashy colors
write the name of
***
With the holy myrrh from the
breast of the lily
the pain of his body sweeten
at the touch of
***
In the embrace of the Mind
memory
The hot tear
lighthearted weight
in light of her heart
***
Hours of whispering
flaring goodness
flower petals
open in winter
flower in her apron
***
What kisses chase cheeks
lips ..
and leave a sweet honey
when you knit the dream
and complained
I wake up in arms
kapardeli eftichia
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kapardeli eftichia
A few random poems:
- A quiet storm by Victor A. Bueno M.
- All-Accomplished Rover by William Somervile
- Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep by Mary Frye
- Jet by Tony Hoagland
- Sonnet 106: When in the chronicle of wasted time by William Shakespeare
- The Brook That Ran By Gramfer’s by William Barnes
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Чёрный цвет
- Вера Павлова – По счету
- At Last She Comes by Robert Louis Stevenson
- Mugging (I) poem – Allen Ginsberg
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- Ольга Седакова – Где-нибудь в углу запущенной болезни
- I am your friend by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
- Владимир Маяковский – Трагедия
- The Cooling Tower poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
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
