Poems

Dancing flames crackedover oak logs in December. The cold of the yeardrew my hands closeto warm them But not too closeto touch Much that happened(this year especially)left a breeze as if outside,missing a coat But not even a sweater couldwarm me inside with a heatthat I couldn’t bear to touch Evelyn split withher husbandto lie with mea man who wasn’ther … [Read more...] about A Year of Change, By: Andrew Cyr

Inland, within a hollow vale, I stood;And saw, while sea was calm and air was clear,The coast of France, the coast of France how near!Drawn almost into frightful neighbourhood.I shrunk; for verily the barrier floodWas like a lake, or river bright and fair,A span of waters; yet what power is there!What mightiness for evil and for good!Even so doth God protect us if we beVirtuous … [Read more...] about Near Dover, September 1802, By: William Wordsworth

Let us driveLet the distant bright light be our navigation Windows downBreeze my doubts away Volume upI will sing my heart awayThey called us foolsYet they're not freeBondage in their own shackles In our stepsLet us hurry as though angels are waiting Take me to where the light shines the brightestAnd let me play with clay till I am worn out and tired As I … [Read more...] about Nothing Is Missing, By: Samuel Okereke

My heart leaps up when I beholdA rainbow in the sky:So was it when my life began;So is it now I am a man;So be it when I shall grow old,Or let me die!The Child is father of the Man;I could wish my days to beBound each to each by natural piety. … [Read more...] about My Heart Leaps Up When I Behold, By: William Wordsworth

The mimic conforms,turning around,doing an about face.He changes colors,while pretending to besomething he isn't. … [Read more...] about The Mimic, By: Mary Bone