by Aideen Henry
I am jealous of the air
he breathes and displaces,
the water that washes over him,
lingering randomly in horizontal bodily fossae,
the mirror he peers into,
the comb that traces his hair pattern,
the aftershave that lingers on his face,
the clothes that variously enfold him,
the socks that envelope his awkward toes,
the leather shoes his feet give shape to.
I am jealous of the ground
that meets his outstretched foot,
the seat he yields his weight to,
the leather bag he grips purposefully,
the business he attends to,
the friends he embraces,
the colleagues who relate so casually,
not seeing the angel within,
not feeling the warm tide of his love
wash over their souls.
I yearn for
fights unfought,
love unmade,
children unborn,
depths of mutual knowing
unreached.
I wish to know him with all of my senses.
My world is beige.
My feelings unchanged.
Time does not heal.
I am jealous of the air
he breathes.
my next collection
Copyright ©:
2011, Aideen Henry
A few random poems:
- Follow Me ‘ome by Rudyard Kipling
- The Hands That Hang Down
- Владимир Маяковский – Смыкай ряды
- Please Don’t Judas Me by Mark Miller
- The Cosmic Eggs
- Hughley Steeple poem – A. E. Housman
- Вероника Тушнова – В чем отказала я тебе
- Year O’ year by Nikunj Sharma
- The River by Mark Olynyk
- Robert Burns: To Miss Logan, With Beattie’s Poems, For A New-Year’s Gift, Jan. 1, 1787:
- E.P. Ode Pour L’election De Son Sepulchre poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Ольга Седакова – Несчастен
- Валерий Брюсов – Из песен Мальдуна
- Kashmiri Song
- In Imitation of Chaucer poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
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
- Why England Is Conservative poem – Alfred Austin
- Who Would Not Die For England! poem – Alfred Austin
- “When the reaper lays the sickle by ” poem – Alfred Austin
- When Runnels Began To Leap And Sing poem – Alfred Austin
- ” When in the long–drawn avenues of Thought” poem – Alfred Austin
- “What ails you, Ocean, that nor near nor far” poem – Alfred Austin
- “`Were I a Poet, I would dwell” poem – Alfred Austin
- Since We Must Die poem – Alfred Austin
- Wardens Of The Wave poem – Alfred Austin
- To The Autumn Wind poem – Alfred Austin
- To Robert Louis Stevenson poem – Alfred Austin
- To Ireland poem – Alfred Austin
- To England poem – Alfred Austin
- To Ellen Terry poem – Alfred Austin
- To Beatrice Stuart–Wortley Ætat poem – Alfred Austin
- To Arms! poem – Alfred Austin
- To Arms! (II) poem – Alfred Austin
- To Alfred Tennyson poem – Alfred Austin
- “‘Tis because, though in dusky bower” poem – Alfred Austin
- Time’s Weariness poem – Alfred Austin
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
