10 Dec 2016 – Sonnet
Has loneliness become our steady state?
For solitaries, standing protocol?
Communal souls denied their feast by fate,
no kindred spirits found, a cup of gall… 83 more words
1 hour, 49 minutes ago
The Jury’s in! Once more we tell the world
a black man’s life is less than dirt to us!
The pasty classes speak! 94 more words
5 hours, 22 minutes ago
How my heart speaks
A symbol is a well where we must dig
To find the deeper meaning hid below
On our human knees we need to beg
To gain admittance to the daily show. 87 more words
7 hours, 46 minutes ago
At last we shuck a faith we’ve always feigned,
an inconvenient truth that never fit,
a pro-sports jersey everyone disdains… 91 more words
11 hours, 32 minutes ago
Parachutes and Ladders
Below is a seasonal work, a poem commemorating the transition from Autumn to Winter. It is a sonnet in the Petrarchan form.
At the First Frost… 104 more words
14 hours, 25 minutes ago
The Smallprint Company
Earlier this year the Bodleian Libraries’ Centre for the Study of the Book announced its ‘Sonnets 2016’ project to commemorate the 400th year since the death of Shakespeare. 612 more words
16 hours, 12 minutes ago
Pays de poésie
image de l’auteur
L’ambiprophète usé voit tout d’un regard morne ;
Il prêcha cinquante ans, et cela fut en vain,
Donc, il reste chez lui, buvant d’assez bon vin, 92 more words
18 hours, 22 minutes ago