-
Just a Passer by
By Osward M. Mtshali I saw them clobber him with kieries I heard him scream with pain like a victim of slaughter; I smelt fresh blood gush from his nostrils, and flow in the street. I walked into the church and knelt in the pew ―Lord I love you. I also love my neighbour. Amen. […]
-
Farewell Love and All Thy Laws Forever
By Sir Thomas Wyatt Farewell love and all thy laws forever;Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more.Senec and Plato call me from thy loreTo perfect wealth, my wit for to endeavour.In blind error when I did persever,Thy sharp repulse, that pricketh aye so sore,Hath taught me to set in trifles no storeAnd scape forth, […]
-
The School Where I Studied
By Yehuda Amichia I passed by the school where I studied as a boyand said in my heart: here I learned certain thingsand didn’t learn others. All my life I have loved in vainthe things I didn’t learn. I am filled with knowledge,I know all about the flowering of the tree of knowledge,the shape of […]
-
Stupid Meditation on Peace by Robert Pinsky
Insomniac monkey-mind ponders the Dove,Symbol not only of Peace but sexualLove, the couple nestled and brooding. After coupling, the human animal needsThe woman safe for nine months and more.But the man after his turbulent minute or two Is expendable. Usefully rash, recklessFor defense, in his void of redundancyWilling to death and destruction. Monkey-mind envies the […]
-
If You Can,t Trust the Monitors by Dorothea Lasky
If you can’t trust the monitorsThen why do they have the monitorsIf you can’t trust the carsThen why have the carsIf you can’t trust that I think you’re hotThen why do you look so goodTurning me on that way that you doIf you can’t trust the peopleThen why have the peopleIf you can’t trust the […]
-
Homeless not Hopeless by Sola Awonibi
We are the natives of the streetholed-up under bridgeswe are necessary we are part of our existencemajor fragments of the globeas the day chameleons to nightyou slump in the warmth of your bedsand the heat of loved oneswe also embrace the cozycardboard beds laid on stinksas the night injects us with cool breezeand endurance.We sleep […]
-
Adultery at Forty by Donald Hall
At shower’s head, high over the porcelain moonscape, a waterdrop gathers itself darkly, with hesitation, hangs, swells, shakes, looms, as if uncertain in which direction to hurl itself, and plunges to come apart at its only destination.
-
Buy Poem Books on Amazon
The most beautiful way to enjoy your vacation is usually with a company. Some people just want a time away alone in a seaside view or some where refreshing. I personally I’ve decided to visit the less famous Yankari reserve in Bauchi Nigeria. My intentions is not to relax and have some fancy time but […]
-
Once The World Was Perfect by Joy Harjo
Once the World Was Perfect Once the world was perfect, and we were happy in that world.Then we took it for granted.Discontent began a small rumble in the earthly mind.Then Doubt pushed through with its spiked head.And once Doubt ruptured the web,All manner of demon thoughtsJumped through—We destroyed the world we had been givenFor inspiration, […]
-
Nurse’s Song
When the voices of children are heard on the greenAnd laughing is heard on the hill,My heart is at rest within my breastAnd everything else is still. “Then come home, my children, the sun is gone downAnd the dews of night arise;Come, come, leave off play, and let us awayTill the morning appears in the […]
-
Ode to Beauty by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Who gave thee, O Beauty, The keys of this breast,Too credulous lover Of blest and unblest? Say, when in lapsed ages Thee knew I of old; Or what was the service For which I was sold? When first my eyes saw thee, I found me thy thrall, By magical drawings, Sweet tyrant of all! I […]
-
Fate by Ralph Waldo Emerson
That you are fair or wise is vain, Or strong, or rich, or generous; You must have also the untaught strain That sheds beauty on the rose. There is a melody born of melody, Which melts the world into a sea: Toil could never compass it; Art its height could never hit; It came never […]
-
Each and All by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee from the hill-top looking down; The heifer that lows in the upland farm, Far-heard, lows not thine ear to charm; The sexton, tolling his bell at noon, Deems not that great Napoleon Stops his horse, and lists with delight, Whilst his files sweep round yon […]
-
Concord Hymn by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sung at the Completion of the Battle Monument, July 4, 1837 by the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled,Here once the embattled farmers stood And fired the shot heard round the world. The foe long since in silence slept; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps;And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down […]
-
The Snow Storm by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house at the garden’s end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier’s feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a […]
POETISHES
Poetry is the spice of Rationality. It is the almost invincible vehicle of words and language.
POETISHES 