by Alexa Shelby
Each vessel is an apple:
Round, annular and beaming
exuding empathy, caliber.
Full to the brim, to the core
unsure of how to grow.
Only anticipating the ceaseless picking –
Imagine such an aimless existence!
Whole and uncorrupted,
permanently cherished;
And momentarily
loved
by all children.

A few random poems:
- A Celebration by William Carlos Williams
- An Inion poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- come_out_with_me.html
- Robert Burns: Farewell To Eliza:
- Ode On Melancholy poem – John Keats poems
- Limbo by Seamus Heaney
- Кондратий Рылеев – Извинение перед Н.М. Тевяшовой
- The Poet by Thom Douglas Carlisle
- THE WHEELS by Satish Verma
- A Man Young And Old: I. First Love by William Butler Yeats
- Illusion by Mercedes Madrigal
- La Nuit Blanche by Rudyard Kipling
- golden_eangle.html
- The Return by Rudyard Kipling
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Смерть
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
- Arrival by William Carlos Williams
- April Is The Saddest Month by William Carlos Williams
- Après le Bain by William Carlos Williams
- Approach Of Winter by William Carlos Williams
- A Sort Of A Song by William Carlos Williams
- A Goodnight by William Carlos Williams
- A Celebration by William Carlos Williams
- Women And Roses by Robert Browning
- Venus, on a fur by Witty Fay
- Ultima Thule by William Ellery Leonard
- To the Victor by William Ellery Leonard
- The Image Of Delight by William Ellery Leonard
- The First Part: Sonnet 5 – How that vast heaven intitled First is roll’d, by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 4 – Fair is my yoke, though grievous be my pains, by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 3 – Ye who so curiously do paint your thoughts, by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 2 – I know that all beneath the moon decays by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 14 – Nor Arne, nor Mincius, nor stately Tiber, by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 13 – O sacred blush, impurpling cheeks’ pure skies by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 12 – Ah! burning thoughts, now let me take some rest, by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 11 – Lamp of heaven’s crystal hall that brings the hours, by William Drummond
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