Posts Categorized: Poetry

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Morte d’Arthur BY ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON

So all day long the noise of battle roll’d Among the mountains by the winter sea; Until King Arthur’s table, man by man, Had fallen in Lyonnesse about their Lord, King Arthur: then, because his wound was deep, The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him, Sir Bedivere, the last of all his knights, And bore him… Read more »

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Love Poem

her hair the net of golden wire, wherein my heart, led by my wandering eyes, so fast entangled is that in no wise it can, nor will, again retire; but rather will in that sweet bondage die than break one hair to gain her liberty. (elizabethan poem of unknown authorship)

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This survived the fire

“…vessel? Yes, I guess you could call me that. Not the one you think. No, this one is unique. Change my shape and you will see what I carry. But don’t worry, I like the spill as long as it is my  own…” “…and at what point must we convince ourselves that we are mortal?  And how… Read more »

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Deconstructed – Poem

a structure of it’s own, deconstructed .lied. to the floor, captured by time, broken .cracks. emptied out, in a sack with broken glass pieces. …. slipping in-between, gliding free. broken leaf in the breeze, with a mind of it’s own. …. it’s soft now. walk free.    

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I am a woman!

I shave my legs, I sit down to pee And I can justify any shopping spree. I can balance the checkbook, can pump my own gas Can talk to my friends about the size of my ass. My beauty’s a masterpiece, and yes, it takes long. At least I can admit to others when I’m… Read more »

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She Walks In Beauty

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which… Read more »

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Happy Birthday Dad

Her hair up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow Today was Daddy’s Day at school, and she couldn’t wait to go But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone But she was not… Read more »

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Happy 1st of March!

I love your back, I love your breasts Daring to feel, where my face rests. I love your skin, so soft and white, So dear to feel and sweet to bite. I love your knees, their dimple’s kiss, I love your ways of giving bliss. I love your poise of perfect thighs, They way they… Read more »