Wonder Poems
Setting Sail
by Hoda Ablan
Why, when the wind sleeps
does an exile whistle through my clothes
A Bee Chases a Butterfly
by Kiyana Tavakolizadeh
A bee chases a butterfly
Flapping her frail white wings
Flys avidly unto the lea
Sprightly swirls in subtle swings
A bee chases a butterfly
A leaf plunges off a tree
Long thin grasses stretch to extreme
Reach out to seize glare's glee
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The Star Witness
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
While we walked home from the movies, one moonlit starry night,
My friends and I talked and laughed, enjoying summer's delights.
The streets were quite silent, as trees swayed in warm breezes,
And night blooms graced the walks, like evening's masterpieces!
The birds were still singing, and jeweled fireflies were out,
Winking off and on magically, in the temporary world blackout!
We had stopped for ice cream, and ate our cones as we walked,
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Universe
by Christofer Barbieri
Universe of Wonder
of beauty
of mystery
Universe of Dreams
What is out among the stars?
Hidden far out of my sight
What are you keeping from me?
What cant I see?
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A dream of sleepless wonder ?
by Donelle Campbell
In the darkness safe and true
trapped in the shadows
below the thick mountain dew
the sparks of lighting ran through the cloud
with the tremmers of clashing giants being so loud
my eyes shuttered; watching as they fought
sinking into the mattress so that I won't get caught
drifting away to something so unreal
something even more enchanting and surreal
A honey-dewed glaze covered my eyes
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A Bee Chases a Butterfly
by Kiyana Tavakolizadeh
A bee chases a butterfly
Flapping her frail white wings
Flys avidly unto the lea
Sprightly swirls in subtle swings
A bee chases a butterfly
A leaf plunges off a tree
Long thin grasses stretch to extreme
Reach out to seize glare's glee
......
The Wonder Boys
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems for poets and poems about poets. Also, poems about the art and craft of writing poetry...
The Wonder Boys
by Michael R. Burch
(for Leslie Mellichamp, the late editor of The Lyric,
who was a friend and mentor to many poets, and
a fine poet in his own right)
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I See The Sun
by Pijush Biswas
I see the sun run over the sea, later set
Below the horizon of Bay of Bengal, every evening
And the sea I see threat
The boys and girls, and sing
Whimsically, 'O, I'm now giant, be alert';
So they go apart.
I see the sun run over the meadow, later hide
Behind the trees of beautiful Bengal, every evening
And the meadow I see bid
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The Storm
by B4 n/a
clouds rain
eyes strain
through liquid lines on window pane
lines arc
mind sparks
seeking secrets in the dark
clock ticks
thoughts flick
philosopher to lunatic
booms crack
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Reflections
by B4 n/a
I broke a mirror the other day.
It shattered me, but I was fine.
For the me that I saw on display
Was just an I from another time.
