On the day when my words
were earth…
I was a friend to stalks of wheat.
On the day when my words
were wrath
I was a friend to chains.
On the day when my words
were stones
I was a friend to streams.
On the day when my words
were a rebellion
I was a friend to earthquakes.
On the day when my words
were bitter apples
I was a friend to the optimist.
But when my words became
honey…
flies covered
my lips!…
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Алексей Плещеев – Бабушка и внучек
- In Sutton Woods poem – Alfred Austin
- cell-mate.html
- The Distant Winter by Philip Levine
- This I Beg To Have by Luis Estable
- Владимир Маяковский – Шляпами панов не забить… (РОСТА №222)
- Battle Stars
- The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein
- Владимир Маяковский – Стихи о Фоме
- a deceving reflection by vanessa anderson
- Sassoon’s Public Statement Of Defiance by Siegfried Sassoon
- I have been tricked by flying too close by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- The Basket poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Mally’s meek, Mally’s sweet (Song) by Robert Burns
- Suggested by the Cover of a Volume of Keats’s poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
