Poets Poems
The Composition of Shadows (I & II)
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems about poetry, poems about writing, poems about the process of composition...
The Composition of Shadows (I)
by Michael R. Burch
“I made it out of a mouthful of air.”—W. B. Yeats
We breathe and so we write; the night
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Chorus For A Poet
by Charles Fisher
Stared from a human house
Your death was ominous
So formal. With Madrid
fell and encircled head,
And the wide windows lost their light.
Though he for armour wears
The mail of hexameters,
Syllable and story
To spell war's history
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Who are these celestial beings
by Tammy Darby
Frolicking with starbursts under moon cast skies
Lilting voices that by mere mortals will never be heard
Declining to express their loves and fears vocally
They have chosen to define emotion in ancient scripts of written words
Who are these unearthly bodies?
That construct imaginary worlds of their own
Casting away the burden of commonality
Sowing rare thoughts of the unusual slathered with unconventionality
Delving into spheres of the unknown
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Among the dark poets
by Tammy Darby
From a murky corner I emerge briefly
Penetrating and blinding
Shone the light upon my face
To gush a few words of insanity
If I may say so though tongue in cheek
With a touch of eloquence and grace
A rare moment of clarity though quite fleeting
Upon you my irrational thoughts in verse I endow
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My Polyglot Pen
by Hébert Logerie
My pen writes in English
My pen writes in French
Mon stylo écrit en français
My pen writes in Spanish
Mi pluma escribe en español
My pen writes in Italian
La mia penna scrive in italiano
My pen writes in Portuguese
Minha caneta escreve em portugues
My pen writes in Creole
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The Composition of Shadows (I & II)
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems about poetry, poems about writing, poems about the process of composition...
The Composition of Shadows (I)
by Michael R. Burch
“I made it out of a mouthful of air.”—W. B. Yeats
We breathe and so we write; the night
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Poets & Words
by Saleh Ben Saleh
No words shall please my soul,
if not from deep within.
In life we laugh and weep,
as moods with time do spin.
Even a poet does need a flare,
to devise his ringy rhymes.
To sculpt a verse from solid words,
is a masters work, sublime.
When fine words mingle and mix,
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Poems about Poets and Poems for Poets
by Michael R. Burch
Poems about Poets
Poems for Poets
What the Poet Sees
by Michael R. Burch
What the poet sees,
he sees as a swimmer
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Réponse À Carl Brouard
by Hébert Logerie
Ce n’est pas obligatoire
Mais je me fais le devoir
De répondre à Carl Brouard
Savoir boire n’est pas un art
Boire n’est pas un devoir
Mais une nécessité obligatoire
Cruciale voire vitale de boire
De l’eau. Choisir un tel destin aléatoire
De boire sa jeunesse
Jusqu'à l’ivresse
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Poetry Is Hot, Alive And Well
by Hébert Logerie
Poetry is not dead
Poetry will never die
Poets do not lie
Poetry is naturally well-fed
With vibrant poems every second
Of the day to make the soil more fecund
The brain is alert and strong
Nothing can possibly go wrong
Poetry is ubiquitous
Poetry is sexy and serendipitous
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