My Mother’s Grief
by Richard J, Hobbs
Six years have since ensued,
And yet the right words
Persist to elude.
A grim day, hard to fit the mood..
And if I wasn’t slim paid,
Her name I’d get tattooed.
I know it’s hard not to cry,
Or keep emotions subdued
I swear I dab my eye,
Whenever I think of her food.
But I know the dead can view;
The dead can see,
That through you
Is lived their legacy.
Together again you’ll be..
Inevitably.

A few random poems:
- Excerpt From The Gertrude Stein Collaborative Series
- Юнна Мориц – Страна вагонная, вагонное терпенье
- Last News About The Little Box by Vasko Popa
- Владимир Корнилов – Рифма
- Before The World Was Made by William Butler Yeats
- Father by Philip Levine
- Night Song At Amalfi by Sara Teasdale
- Аля Кудряшева – По дому бегает Марфа
- The Bonnie Earl Moray poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Bleäke’s House In Blackmwore by William Barnes
- Robert Burns: Song Inscribed To Alexander Cunningham:
- Attente by Martine Morillon-Carreau
- Олег Бундур – Всё живёт
- Between going and staying the day wavers by Octavio Paz
- Song—Address to the Woodlark by Robert Burns
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
- Look not in my eyes, for fear poem – A. E. Housman
- Loitering with a Vacant Eye poem – A. E. Housman
- Loitering with a Vacant Eye poem – A. E. Housman
- It Nods and Curtseys and Recovers poem – A. E. Housman
- Into My Heart an Air that Kills poem – A. E. Housman
- In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad poem – A. E. Housman
- In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad poem – A. E. Housman
- If Truth in Hearts That Perish poem – A. E. Housman
- If By Chance Your Eye Offend You poem – A. E. Housman
- If By Chance Your Eye Offend You poem – A. E. Housman
- I Hoed and Trenched and Weeded poem – A. E. Housman
- I Hoed and Trenched and Weeded poem – A. E. Housman
- Hughley Steeple poem – A. E. Housman
- Hughley Steeple poem – A. E. Housman
- Ho, everyone that thirsteth poem – A. E. Housman
- Ho, everyone that thirsteth poem – A. E. Housman
- Here Dead We Lie poem – A. E. Housman
- From Far, From Eve and Morning poem – A. E. Housman
- From Far, From Eve and Morning poem – A. E. Housman
- Fragment of a Greek Tragedy poem – A. E. Housman
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