The lords above
by Michael Nikoletseas
He lifted his sward
in the shape of the tent
liquid light weighing
pressing forward
the danse below
numbed the sinews
the gates of tranquility
unlatched
pause
the dance below
eternal
repeated
he lifted his sward again
the lords above knew
but not of the dance below
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Джон Донн – Когда я с ней, с моим бесценным кладом
- Robert Burns: The Bonie Lad That’s Far Awa:
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- The Surgeon At 2 A.M. by Sylvia Plath
- Song—A Waukrife Minnie by Robert Burns
- Владимир Степанов – Ёжик и дождик
- The Habit Of Perfection poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- The Pity Of Love by William Butler Yeats
- Анатолий Жигулин – Горят сырые листья
- Music poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Story By Lalla Ji The Priest
- A Soldier’s Reprieve by William Topaz McGonagall
- Great Men Have Been Among Us by William Wordsworth
- Владимир Костров – Выходец из волости лесистой
- Robert Burns: Impromptu On General Dumourier’s Desertion From The French Republican Army:
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).
