What I Love
Bones
singing over them,
dancing
when they are on the forest floor.
Imah
the light of her eyes
the lightening of her voice
she has taught me
to be strong
but in Abba’s presence
she is quiet,
but he is a wolf.
I love the wolf
the way he cares for his family
his hands are large as leaves
and their shadows.
I love the drum, the whistle, the cry
archaeology,
where is his fossil from?
Jamil
I love Jamil,
I gave to him
before he requested it
and would gladly give again.
I would kill him with such cherishing.
His bones
beautiful
like a bird’s
ready to fly.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Наши добрые зрители
- Honor Among Scamps by Vachel Lindsay
- The Mocking Bird by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- In The Month When Sings The Cuckoo poem – Alfred Austin
- Николай Некрасов – Весна
- Breather by Vishü Rita Krocha
- April Is The Saddest Month by William Carlos Williams
- The Golden Year! poem – Alfred Austin
- Since There Is No Escape by Sara Teasdale
- Джон Донн – Ворожба над портретом
- Алексей Ржевский – Долго ль прельщаться
- The Nymph’s Reply To The Shepherd by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Fever 103° by Sylvia Plath
- Наум Коржавин – Поэзия не страсть, а власть
- To the author(s) of Manimekalai by T. Wignesan
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).
