Morning Glory She let me add a climbing vine to her garden. Those trumpets opened, the blue flowers in my every morning, that yet still, today, cry for sun. The morning glories were twisted around the… more →
FREE-VERSE POETRY by Douglas GilbertDoug wrote 5 days ago: Morning Glory She let me add a climbing vine to her garden. Those trumpets opened, the blue flowers … more →
Doug wrote 5 days ago: Wait On Me Future I have none: I was to be Read to me my love note– I am cold in snow away Cou … more →
Doug wrote 5 days ago: Sauntering Snow walk branching reverie missing her She dazes my daydream suffuses the day Snow overa … more →
Doug wrote 1 week ago: We Are Glowing From the journey of a dream I awoke happy, enveloped in you under covers Enraptured i … more →
Doug wrote 3 weeks ago: Honors and Memorials Continue for Neda Agha-Soltan As Iranian Government Protests and Lies About her … more →
Doug wrote 1 month ago: The Supreme Leader Is Still Kicking Alive, he haunts the reins of power like a donkey wildly kicking … more →
Doug wrote 2 months ago: Qods Day Undone Every bird must seize the wind while all the tea is hot and all the people stir I dr … more →
Doug wrote 2 months ago: Here is one way to write a poem. It is illustrated with four pictures of scrap notes followed by the … more →
Doug wrote 3 months ago: Persian Girl Away In Ireland A gentle voice is floating around ethereal from doom to dune and in the … more →
Doug wrote 3 months ago: Of Ink For you in my pen my river meanders into loops who spell me spell you flow so fondly I will f … more →
Doug wrote 3 months ago: FASTING Insomnia has invaded Iran. No one of virtue dare sleep. A browser at a book stall on Enghela … more →
Doug wrote 4 months ago: Indigenous Confession I confess dear Supreme Leader that compassion is foreign to torturers. I, like … more →
Doug wrote 4 months ago: Speaking of Forty Days Forty days of dry river beds. Dry silence there. If a fish can not jump over … more →
Doug wrote 4 months ago: Waiting For A Song So many silences in Iran. Even birds have omens. Came for an avian concert on a w … more →
Doug wrote 4 months ago: Ambiguity Toddling onto the battlefield a child walks for the first time steadied by the ramparts Wh … more →
Doug wrote 4 months ago: Healing for Natalya Estemirova Russian and Chechen thugs, why would you not heel to truth? If you ha … more →
Doug wrote 4 months ago: Au Delà Du Vent De Poussière par Douglas Gilbert traducti … more →
Doug wrote 4 months ago: Le Saule Pleureur Chante par Douglas Gilbert traduction f … more →
Doug wrote 4 months ago: Mer de Neda par Douglas Gilbert traduction française par … more →