Poems

It shouldn’t be,oh, but it is,life it’s hardenough, and hotenough to boilon a Georgia sidewalkduring an after schoolspecial because God knowsthere’s nothing specialabout Evelyn’s long, red hairthat she wrapped aroundher neck.And so what if her green eyes piercemy soul?The thought of her in bed drives me wild.So, what?I’m harder than I should be,but she’s hot enough to breakthe … [Read more...] about Hard Pass, By: Andrew Cyr

Now that all hearts are glad, all faces bright,Our aged Sovereign sits, to the ebb and flowOf states and kingdoms, to their joy or woe,Insensible. He sits deprived of sight,And lamentably wrapt in twofold night,Whom no weak hopes deceived; whose mind ensued,Through perilous war, with regal fortitude,Peace that should claim respect from lawless Might.Dread King of Kings, … [Read more...] about November, 1813, By: William Wordsworth

Congratulations, you have purified it, it will never be the same. You swooped in as only a hero can do and with the boundless force of champion emerging out of the shadows you completely purged the impurities and altered the destiny of my heart. A dangerous procedure, to be sure, but you stand victorious. My heart, once a hopeful glowing creature; in spite of every … [Read more...] about Congratulations, By: Nancy Davis

Another year! another deadly blow!Another mighty Empire overthrown!And We are left, or shall be left, alone;The last that dare to struggle with the Foe.'Tis well! from this day forward we shall knowThat in ourselves our safety must be sought;That by our own right hands it must be wrought;That we must stand unpropped, or be laid low.O dastard whom such foretaste doth not … [Read more...] about November, 1806, By: William Wordsworth

fireworks shot across the night sky I searched through the crowd looking for the guy with the yellow eyes his dimples curved into his cheek in a way I haven't seen before one moment with him wasn't enough I needed more his smile was divine his walk was one of a kind the way he spoke shot chills down my spine my daily alarm went off I lost track of time … [Read more...] about Mine?, By: Tarrish Crosby