by Alan Noakes
I raise my head slowly
Old eyes peer through the glass
I see the leaves gently swaying
Fondly caressed,
By a soft south west breeze.
Rooftops baked in the sun
Shadows cast, as windows
Sparkle in reflection.
Higher and higher
I raise my gaze,
The heaven a deep blue wonder
Clouds yonder
Shaped by the wind.
I begin to remember and ponder.
Memories like dreams
Skipping through my mind
Frivolous or so it seems,
Good and bad ones I find.
My smile is gone,
Eyes close, and
Sadness descends.
My voice raises a song,
But it is only a lament,
In this old body spent.
So many regrets
Shivering in a cold sweat
So many lost loves
Who flew like doves
Into the heavens.
So many stolen
As life’s ending is spoken.
I lower my head slowly
Old eyes cast down dimly.
Shoulders sink in a deep sigh
My own journey will end,
With a last look to the sky.
Copyright ©:
Alan Noakes
A few random poems:
- Вероника Тушнова – Кто-то в проруби тонет
- Ок Мельникова – 3. 45 a. m
- Three Sonnets Written In Mid-Channel poem – Alfred Austin
- Not Heaving from My Ribb’d Breast Only. by Walt Whitman
- On The Civil War On The East Coast Of The United States Of North America 1860 64
- New York at Night poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Aplogize
- The ME inside by Muralidharan Mudaliar
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 13 из 15
- Cold Eyes by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Precious Pearl by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Владимир Маяковский – Notre-Dame
- Robert Burns: Address Of Beelzebub: To the Right Honourable the Earl of Breadalbane, President of the Right Honourable and Honourable the Highland Society, which met on the 23rd of May last at the Shakespeare, Covent Garden, to concert ways and means to frustrate the designs of five hundred Highlanders, who, as the Society were informed by Mr. M’Kenzie of Applecross, were so audacious as to attempt an escape from their lawful lords and masters whose property they were, by emigrating from the lands of Mr. Macdonald of Glengary to the wilds of Canada, in search of that fantastic thing-Liberty.
- Robert Burns: The Day Returns:
- Sonnet 19 poem – John Milton poems
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
- One Year by Sharon Olds
- Crab by Sharon Olds
- A Week Later by Sharon Olds
- 1954 by Sharon Olds
- Winter by Shaunna Harper
- Twilight by Shaunna Harper
- The Other Half by Shaunna Harper
- Saison Noir by Shaunna Harper
- River by Shaunna Harper
- Prelude by Shaunna Harper
- Passing by Shaunna Harper
- My Modern Surrealist Mind by Shaunna Harper
- Metamorphosis by Shaunna Harper
- La Fleur by Shaunna Harper
- Keeping the Dawn by Shaunna Harper
- In Measures by Shaunna Harper
- Hidebound by Shaunna Harper
- For Someone, Somewhere, In Relation by Shaunna Harper
- Ellipsis by Shaunna Harper
- Chanson D’Amour by Shaunna Harper
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
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Parallel Translations of Poetry
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