Poems

Who they were no one knew,As the fyrds slowly grew,And the banners of Loki flew high.When their battle cries sound,From the high moral ground,Come the stories the others deny. And up goes the call:Shield Wall! Then the bowmen aimed high,And let arguments fly;A rain of rhetorical cries.And when they were done,And nothing was won,The other side let loose their lies. And … [Read more...] about Shield Wall!, By: Derrick Wilkinson

By Art's bold privilege Warrior and War-horse standOn ground yet strewn with their last battle's wreck;Let the Steed glory while his Master's handLies fixed for ages on his conscious neck;But by the Chieftain's look, though at his sideHangs that day's treasured sword, how firm a checkIs given to triumph and all human pride!Yon trophied Mound shrinks to a shadowy speckIn his … [Read more...] about On A Portrait Of The Duke Of Wellington Upon The Field Of Waterloo, By Haydon, By: William Wordsworth

Flames crack overoak logs in theoffice fireplace. We wrapped upthe holidaysand painted the whitewalls maroonwith brown trim. We hung framedart and companyawards. Soft, white flakescover the sidewalks,roofs, lawns,fences, and streets. Soft pop playson the radiowhen she walkedthrough the door. Her sparkling greeneyes don’t ring a bell.Her plump red lipsask for a … [Read more...] about A Chance Meeting: Sparks In The Snow, By: Andrew Cyr

We gaze, nor grieve to think that we must die,But that the precious love this friend hath sownWithin our hearts, the love whose flower hath blownBright as if heaven were ever in its eye,Will pass so soon from human memory;And not by strangers to our blood alone,But by our best descendants be unknown,Unthought of this may surely claim a sigh.Yet, blessed Art, we yield not to … [Read more...] about On A Portrait Of I. F., Painted By Margaret Gillies, By: William Wordsworth

Death’s unknown grippedmy fear of leaving home.Haley’d have laughed at me,if it was me,I’d have given her hell,if she knew I was,but I’m not today.Afraid of death,I’m not afraid, Haley.If you can hear me,I just wanted you to know.If Haley knew I wasafraid to die,she’d teaseme until I cried.But the day Haleydeparted this world,without saying goodbye,so, like her,warmth washed … [Read more...] about Coping with Loss: A Message Beyond Death, By: Andrew Cyr